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Kevin, cigarettes, BFunk, alcohol

I found out about a week ago that one of my favorite people at work was leaving, and tonight, after work, there was an impromptu going away party type thing at The Squirrel Cage. letsrunawaybaby was there (I'd just met him in person for the first time today), along with lots and lots of other folks from The Co-op. It was also probably my first time at a bar since I'd quit smoking. I'd been to a party or two, but always with unixd0rk by my side, ready to run away with me and hide in a smoke-free corner if the urges got too intense.

Let me interrupt right here by saying that no, I didn't smoke.

I had a drink, and sat and talked with work friends (how much do we love Maggie? Oh yea), and mostly felt irritated by the smoke -- it was getting in my eyes and in my mouth and just smelled fucking terrible, you know? But I still felt the urge and, when it reached a certain point of longing, I decided that that was my cue to leave and headed home.

Kevin (said work person who was decided to move to Kentucky) said he'd still be around for the next few days, so I don't feel so bad for not getting a whole lot of a chance to hang out with him tonight. And on the drive home I realized that today was BFunk's birthday, which made me feel really bad that I didn't just give him that vegan peanut butter bar that he came through my line to buy (I sent him an email and told him I owed him one).

I also realized that I spend a whole fucking lot less time drinking than I used to. This makes sense, as H.W.S.R.N. was (and presumably still is) an alcoholic, as were pretty much most of the people that I worked with at Fright Fest. I still miss them all from time to time, but I definitely don't miss that alcoholic culture -- the bars, the cigarettes, the queasy mornings after ... tonight I had one alcoholic beverage, followed by one soft drink, and zero cigarettes. I've gone from the fucking old hag at the corner of the bar to a total lightweight. It's a good thing.

And in other completely random news, n0thingman: I had the world's strangest dream about you last night ...


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Jul. 21st, 2005 06:03 am (UTC)
Yay you - I'm really proud of you - I know what you mean about the whole scene of being in a place where most around you are smoking and it just gets stinky after a bit.

I'm really sorry about your friend moving to Kentucky, though I hear it's awfully pretty there.
Jul. 21st, 2005 02:56 pm (UTC)
It is really pretty there.

Last night was the first time I heard the whole story behind his moving, which has mainly to do with the ending of a very long term relationship, and it just plain makes me sad. I have to remember to give him my contact info before I leave work tonight.
Jul. 21st, 2005 11:56 am (UTC)
off topic question: does the co-op take credit & debit cards, or are y'all strictly cash money?
now that i'm living like 3 freakin BLOCKS away from that place, I think I should probably stop in/buy stuff/ annoy the crap outta you. haha
Jul. 21st, 2005 02:53 pm (UTC)
Cash, checks, debit cards, credit cards ... pretty much anything except money orders. It's only Quiet Storm who's cash only (and actually, they take checks too ...).

So when's the big housewarming party?
Jul. 22nd, 2005 04:24 am (UTC)
ah thanks :)
no housewarming party yet...i just MET the roomies, don't wanna overwhelm them by having a bunch of people over until i get to know them a bit better.
i'll let ya know when i eventually do have one!
Jul. 21st, 2005 05:05 pm (UTC)
Kudos on not smoking. I know what it's like. Even after 18 months, I still want one even tho the smell makes me want to vomit violently.

Sorry to hear about your friend moving.

When I go out, I usually hit Silkies since it's a lot more open than the Cage. Next time you're in Sq. Hill circa 10:30 give me a ring. I can't drink like I used too either :)
Jul. 22nd, 2005 07:13 pm (UTC)
Silkies ... I went there once with H.W.S.R.N. when the Cage was closed. I'm most likely to hit up Gooski's (living in Polish Hill and all), but really, I'm most likely to hit up whatever alcoholic beverage is in unixd0rk's fridge. Nevertheless, if I'm in Squirrel Hill and feeling the urge to drink, you're my first call.
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Jul. 22nd, 2005 07:14 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Six weeks doesn't necessarily feel like much (except that sometimes it really does).
Jul. 23rd, 2005 03:58 pm (UTC)
A dream?
So what was the dream? Did it involve crunchy green peaness?
Jul. 23rd, 2005 06:36 pm (UTC)
Re: A dream?
I knew I should've written it down right away, because I've already forgotten most of it. I know it involved a big, old house out in the middle of nowhere, which I knew was your house, and trying to get in to said house. I think I was locked out ... or maybe I had to talk my way in somehow? Damn ... I've already forgotten. Sorry.

Love the icon ...
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