Curvie Girlie The Diary: Mind Playin' Tricks on Me

Status
Not open for further replies.
Backatcha Lady!!

Are you partying??? dressing up?

Tomorrow's race day. Nerves have calmed down some...it's gonna be fun...even if I have to walk the entire way...I've kept my promise to myself so it's well worth it.
 
Tysha: You're going to be so proud of yourself after the race! :D

Well, I'm exhausted! You can see where my heart is as far as holidays go, huh? Hahaha! I pretty much made all the people whom I know, and who might celebrate Halloween know I wished them a good one. I dunno if Canada does :confused: And not everyone in the world likes it. BUT I DO :D

My friend owed me fiddy dollaz and he's mailing me a check on Monday. My co-worker owes me $48 and wine for working for him, and I'm collecting that today. So I decided to spend the $30 on the Freaker's Ball in Santa Cruz (started out in SF). 3 venues; party at the Vets hall downtown, a sideshow at Cafe Mare, and another side show at the wonderful Cypress, all going on at once. Nick is coming with me, none of my other friends hopped on the boat in enough time. It's aiight, they will all have fun.

My Ninja costume is extremely warm to wear and it's rainy, so it's warmer than usual (most Halloweens in SC are about 42-50 degrees at night, and for a California girl, that's pretty cold!). I might have to take off the mask and top once in a while, so I'll wear a white tank top underneath to keep cool.
 
JZ: I am a double fire sign with the placement of Jupiter in the sign of Scorpio. What this means is, I am naturally reckless and lucky, and by sheer innocent belief that things will go my way and trouble will fly around me, it does :D And the time of Scorpio is an especially lucky time for me :)
 
November 1st, 3:19am (right now)

I am sitting in my office to crash before work tomorrow. I just want to tell y'all what "Curvie Girlie" had up against me, and please play a role: the objective observer.

That is me, all the way, right now. I just want to give you facts:
Fact 1: Nick was the best Jesus with a bloody thorn crown I have ever seen.
2: I met a couple amazing guys that were really real people. But very very interesting!
3: I ran into the ex boyfriend not once, but twice, who hugged me too hard/long and he told me "btw there is no beezy anymore."
4: Drunk people talked shit (they were all guys) about my ninja costume because I wasn't dressed like a ho, and I didn't have my mask on all the time so they RUDELY asked me "what are you??"
5: Drunk people talked shit (they were all guys) about me like I was a piece of meat when I took off my jacket and let down my hair.
6: I met Christian, who was very eccentric and very very REAL, with an awesome costume he made himself, who ordered me a $59 HALF BOTTLE of Möet et Chandon (that's Champagne) White Star upon first meeting me and deciding he liked me like it was nothing!!!
7: Nick and I ran into his friend Tom, who is a PROFESSIONAL CARD PLAYER from Syracuse, NY, who just moved here and bought me drinks all night with Nick.
8: I was not drunk.
9. I was on my period.
10. I was so continuously horrified with RUDE, drunk peoples' antics that I got fed up and stormed out of the last bar and went "home."

So, there WAS a great moment when we three were dancing our asses off to Dubstep at Café Maré and I was GETTIN DOWN and boogieing with it!

Oh lol by the way I picked up a hitch hiker in Ben Lomond on my way downtown and it turned out to be Brian, the Boulder Creek Brewery brewer that I see from time to time there, when I'm chillaxin having one of his great beers. He was pleased because he is a Santa-Claus looking mutherfucka and people get scared of big men with beards. Not your Curvie Girlie!! But boy was I pleased when he opened my passenger door and smiled and we recognized each other!

but for the most part, I had a lot to deal with and I realized tonight that my alcoholic mother has a huge affect on me.

I am soooooo sick of belligerence. And you know what? I may have beer for dinner once in a while, but I haven't been so drunk in months, and it's very disgusting to me now. Alcohol is beautiful, I drank some of the best tasting Demi Sec that I can think of tonight, and got buzzed. But when I saw a very drunk girl fall over and eat shit coming to join her almost as smashed homegirl that was bothering the boys and I, I had to bounce.

I got ghost.

I kicked rocks.

And I made it home safe. After a fucking WILD night. I'm about to do more Yoga--feels good on my back........
 
It's called Maturity Val, and some never reach it. You have. Welcome to the club.

BTW, it doesn't mean you have to grow up to be mature!! It just means that you need to realize that you can have a good time doing things that aren't as off the hook (self destructive) as they might have been, 'cuz there's nothing at all wrong with having a good time...
 
wow, crazy night, Val. I think you should have thrown some of your throwing stars at the ex after the clingy hug bit. Sorry you had to deal with stupid drunk guys. Though the 60 dollar half bottle of Champagne sounds nice. ;) you meet some fun people.
Now, where are the pictures of the ninja and jesus? :toetap05:
:D
 
Curvie Girlie said:
November 1st, 3:19am (right now)

I am sitting in my office to crash before work tomorrow. I just want to tell y'all what "Curvie Girlie" had up against me, and please play a role: the objective observer.

That is me, all the way, right now. I just want to give you facts:
Fact 1: Nick was the best Jesus with a bloody thorn crown I have ever seen.
2: I met a couple amazing guys that were really real people. But very very interesting!
3: I ran into the ex boyfriend not once, but twice, who hugged me too hard/long and he told me "btw there is no beezy anymore."
4: Drunk people talked shit (they were all guys) about my ninja costume because I wasn't dressed like a ho, and I didn't have my mask on all the time so they RUDELY asked me "what are you??"
5: Drunk people talked shit (they were all guys) about me like I was a piece of meat when I took off my jacket and let down my hair.
6: I met Christian, who was very eccentric and very very REAL, with an awesome costume he made himself, who ordered me a $59 HALF BOTTLE of Möet et Chandon (that's Champagne) White Star upon first meeting me and deciding he liked me like it was nothing!!!
7: Nick and I ran into his friend Tom, who is a PROFESSIONAL CARD PLAYER from Syracuse, NY, who just moved here and bought me drinks all night with Nick.
8: I was not drunk.
9. I was on my period.
10. I was so continuously horrified with RUDE, drunk peoples' antics that I got fed up and stormed out of the last bar and went "home."

So, there WAS a great moment when we three were dancing our asses off to Dubstep at Café Maré and I was GETTIN DOWN and boogieing with it!

Oh lol by the way I picked up a hitch hiker in Ben Lomond on my way downtown and it turned out to be Brian, the Boulder Creek Brewery brewer that I see from time to time there, when I'm chillaxin having one of his great beers. He was pleased because he is a Santa-Claus looking mutherfucka and people get scared of big men with beards. Not your Curvie Girlie!! But boy was I pleased when he opened my passenger door and smiled and we recognized each other!

but for the most part, I had a lot to deal with and I realized tonight that my alcoholic mother has a huge affect on me.

I am soooooo sick of belligerence. And you know what? I may have beer for dinner once in a while, but I haven't been so drunk in months, and it's very disgusting to me now. Alcohol is beautiful, I drank some of the best tasting Demi Sec that I can think of tonight, and got buzzed. But when I saw a very drunk girl fall over and eat shit coming to join her almost as smashed homegirl that was bothering the boys and I, I had to bounce.

I got ghost.

I kicked rocks.

And I made it home safe. After a fucking WILD night. I'm about to do more Yoga--feels good on my back........
Click to expand...

Another action-packed Curviegal night out LOL -Great stuff:hurray:

Hey I am starting to realise the whole "Drunks are so obnoxious" thing with my own avoidance of alcohol. God they talk some utter bollocks! I can only imagine what an ASS I am like when i used to drink myself into blackouts :(

Keep Rocking, Girl!!!
 
It's good to know yourself Bunny! Maybe "your" crowd... isn't "your" crowd anymore! You have obviously made new connections lately... your yoga, kick boxing, belly dancing, running friends... maybe you've known it for a while subconsciously, but now have come to realize it for sure. Still sounded like an ENTERTAINING evening at least. :)
 
I am glad you made it home safe and had... somewhat of a good time. Its weird when you find youself "outside" the box and have a realization about a certain crowd.

I hope you had a good rest of the weekend lady!!!
 
Thanks for stopping by everyone!

I needed to add a few highlights of the evening:

At one club, there was a "Jesus dance off" and Nick lost, but the Jesus who won (popular costume, I swear every scrawny guy with long hair and a beard seemed to think that was the easy way out) was super crazy, looked straight out of Family Guy or something!

The ex's friend was dressed entirely in that skin tight green suit that is used for the green background in movies for special effects, when you want someone to be invisible--and these girls walked by and were like, "Thank you!" LOL

In the middle of Pacific Ave there was a gorilla and a guy in a weird mask, crawling around and howling and being absolutely tripped-out bizarre for the crowd!

After I'd let me hair down and taken off my jacket, I was walking down the street with Nick in front of me, and a Latino guy about my age was walking passed, looked at me and whistled and said, "Heeeey, who are you following?" and I stopped, thought a moment, and answered honestly, "JESUS!" and he was like, "Oh." LOL!

Low light of the night: My camera is broken :( Chris's dad took pictures of us (Chris and I) as Ninja and Samurai, and he's going to email them to me soon.

Lowest point of the night: I saw someone with a white sheet over his head being taken out on a stretcher. :(
 
Saturday I worked and Chris took me to the high profile wine bar with the best service in town. I had seared scallops in pomegranate dressing with arugula and pumpkin seeds, mmmhhh! That day I had a meager b-fast and no lunch, so even though I indulged in bread, olive oil, wine, and hot chocolate cake with a scoop of mocha ice cream on top, my cal count was probably low overall. Sunday I slept in, went to Belly dancing class, came home, and cleaned all day. Chris came over and helped me go through all my jewelry and fix the broken pieces, and he sat and watched me go through my closet and fold laundry. Apparently he'd rather do THAT than sit home alone, and I enjoyed the company. Oliver caught a mouse and I had to get rid of it.

Sweetheart, the resident redneck's Panda-Bear-looking pitbull hung out with us all day, and I really enjoyed it. She is so quiet and curious and beautiful. If you can believe dogs can have charisma, than she has the presence of a QUEEN. Really smart, mellow (she's 7), gorgeous, adorable dog. She likes lots of hugs and kisses, and I talked to her all day. I can't have a dog because I can't afford it, and this county doesn't really rent to dog owners (and my future is unsure, I won't be living with Barre forever) but I really wish I could have a mellow, older pit like Sweetheart. When I would ignore her for too long she'd head-butt my thigh lightly with her nose. :beating:

I ate very lightly and did hours and hours of housework, this morning I'm 144.5 lbs and that's cool! :party:
 
One more highlight:

Yes my mom is an alchy, and YES she's much better than she was and it's only her belligerence that bothers me most. But on Halloween she left a really cute message that reminded me of ALTA:

She called and just yelled,

"YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!'

into the phone, it was funny! :rotflmao:
 
Sweetheart sounds awesome... dogs are such great pets because they will listen to matter what you have to say and they will give all the hugs and kisses in the world. I'm sure someday you will have a dog, even when you're older. They make great running companions too!!
 
Oh yes, SOMEDAY!!! I certainly would love to run with a doggie!

Sweetheart is so great. She'd just watch me do whatever, and then poke around in whatever I was doing, then if I turned to her and started talking she's smile and wag her tail. Oh! She is SOOOOOO cute, she looks a lot like "Petey" from the Little Rascals--but prettier!
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top