Going to church makes you a good person.

I went to Starbucks yesterday afternoon. Not because I was really dying for coffee but because I have a giftcard and they have wifi. We don't have internet at home. I had a couple hours to kill before work so I figured why not?

I was browsing and posting on Tumblr and these women probably around my age came and sat down near me. I posted some random stuff to Tumblr and mentioned I was amused over them talking about anal sex and dry humping so loudly. I can't do a link to that since I'm posting through email on my BlackBerry but it's on my Tumblr if you wanna see the random crap I post on there. I blogged a funny picture and a really badass Brooks Laich picture. http://ashlystar.tumblr.com/ Anyway, I'm getting off track here.

Okay, so the girls I mentioned earlier were talking about a lot of stuff and they were literally only two feet away from me so of course I heard what they were saying. At first I was kicking myself for not remembering headphones so I could listen to music. They were obnoxious and seemed to be rather judgmental and narrow minded. Here's something one of them said while talking about some friends of theirs....

"I mean, so Erin slept with a married guy and then slept with his brother that is also married but so what? I mean the married guy and his brother are her friend Christina's cousins and now Christina is acting like Erin is some kind of Godless whore just because she fucked Christina's cousins who both happened to be married. But I mean, Erin's father is a Minister for crying out loud so she's not some Godless, moral lacking bitch, you know?"

I don't see dragging the religious aspect into it because I don't think you need religion to be a good person and have sound morals honestly.  Being a minister doesn't mean he's necessarily a good person for one and even if he is, just because this girl is his daughter doesn't mean she's automatically a good person just for sharing his DNA. I know when it comes to cheating it takes two to tango and if the person is going to cheat, they're going to do it. You don't have to be the one to help them do it, though. It's not right. You're just as wrong and guilty as the person doing the cheating is in my opinion so saying it's only one person's wrong doing in that scenario is inaccurate. And that girl might not be a bad person but she did something fucked up. I just don't understand the logic in saying her father is a minister so she's obviously a good person.

I've known plenty of people who were preacher's kids or vice versa and they weren't good people. One kid used to steal from his father's church, stole money from his mother, robbed a few places and was just generally a thug and not a nice person at all. Having a person in your family who's very into religion or even connected directly to the church doesn't automatically make everyone in their life a good person by association. Just being there themselves doesn't even mean they're a good person. I dislike that people associate being religious with being a good person. That doesn't mean they're all evil because that's not true either. Like with anything else, there's good and there's bad. You can have morals and be an outstanding person and never have stepped foot into a church in my opinion.

Happy Wednesday!
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No internet & No means No...

So for now, I have no internet at home. I'll either be blogging sporadically or doing a lot of blogging from my BlackBerry. The only thing that sucks about using my BB is there isn't a Blogger app for BB so I just have to type posts out and email them to my blog. Which isn't bad for a short post but I hate typing long stuff out using my phone and I can't do pictures or links either. Which is why an app would be most helpful. That's honestly why I use Tumblr so much. They have an app for BB that works well & more often than not, if I'm posting on Tumblr, I'm doing it from my phone. Kind of like Twitter, too. Probably 98% of my tweets come from UberTwitter which is a rad little Twitter app I have on my phone. I'm usually at work and rarely at home so these little apps can be oh so useful, lol. Now if I could just find a decent one that worked well and was timely for hockey updates, I could stop bugging my hockey buddies on Twitter for game time updates during Stars games, heh.

I'm at work right now but literally have nothing else to do. From 2-4 is always pretty slow so there's usually free time to get caught up with stuff. I got caught up this morning so now I'm just taking it easy for a little bit while I have nothing to do and no one bothering me for anything. The phone hasn't even been ringing too much! *knocks on wood* Seriously don't want to jinx that, haha. I'm working 11:30 am to close tonight so I've got plenty of time to get anything done that happens to come up anyway, lol.

Something that annoys me is men hitting on me while I'm at work. I don't mind when guys flirt a little bit sometimes but it depends on how it's done. A flirty comment or two won't bother me. Posting up at the front counter chatting me up while I'm trying to work or stopping me as I'm walking through the dining area and trying to talk to me up will annoy me. Especially once they keep flirting after I've established I'm not interested. Which I tend to do very quickly so there's no misconception going on. That doesn't just apply for the guys that flirt while I'm at work and then keep going once I've said no thanks, though. That applies for men any and everywhere. I'm not one to beat around the bush or try to nicely let someone down. A guy in here earlier was trying to get my number and ask me for drinks. I said, "thanks but I've got a boyfriend and I'm not interested." I still have to be polite because I'm at work and he's a customer but I'm blunt about not being interest. To which he replied, "well how long have y'all been together?" I said we had been together four and a half years and then told him to have a nice day and walked back to the back. He left his number on the front counter for me. Another guy a few nights ago kept asking for my number. Most of the time, I want to say "fuck off, I said I'm not interested." Since I'm at work, I'm sure if I did they would complain to my boss and he'd be on my ass for being unprofessional. So, I tend to come off as rude for being blunt and rather short with them if they keep trying after I've expressed my disinterest. I really don't care that it seems rude. To me, it's rude and disrespectful of them to keep asking after I've already said no and expressed that I'm in a relationship and not interested in them. I just don't understand what it is about some men that they think if they try hard enough, they'll get what they want. Or they think they're so charming or good looking or what the fuck ever that I'll just jump on their dick because they're showing interest. Pffft. Even when I was single, that kind of attitude turned me off completely.

No means no. Not interested means not interested. Back off means back the fuck off. It's all simple. It's not difficult to listen and respect the person saying this stuff to you.

That's my rant for the day. :)

Happy Tuesday!
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Indecision? Not so much...

I posted this on Tumblr Saturday night after work. I'm posting it here now since not that many people pay attention to my Tumblr, lol.

"Oh man. This is a phone call I had at work earlier. First, someone else answers but she wants to speak with a “manager or person in charge for the evening.” So, employee gets me & I do my little phone greeting & here’s what follow:

Customer on the phone: “I want to do a pick up order for a calzone but I don’t want one of the ones listed on your menu. It says I can custom build my own but I’m not sure what I want in one. What is your favorite stuff to get inside one?”

Me: “I like garlic, chicken, spinach and mozzarella.”

Customer: “Oh no, I don’t like chicken. What’s a popular thing a lot of people get?”

Me: “Pepperoni, ham, olives, mushrooms, ricotta, mozzarella.”

Customer: “Oh that sounds good except I don’t like ham.”

Me: “We can leave the ham out and sub in another meat or just do pepperoni if you like.”

Customer: “That does sound good but no, I don’t want that one tonight. I’ll remember that for another time. You know, I think I just want the Hawaiian tropic calzone you have listed.”

(Note: it’s not called Hawaiian tropic. It’s just called The Hawaiian. D’oh.)

Me: “Okay, no problem. That does come with ham so you’ll want that without the ham, correct?”

(Note: that’s obvious but I have to be polite & say crap like that anyway. All the ingredients are listed on the menus for our entrees so she obviously saw it comes with ham. Which she already said she doesn’t eat.)

Customer: “Oh I see, no okay no on the Hawaiian. Shoot. What would you recommend for me? No ham and no chicken so…”

Me *trying not to throw the phone at the wall*: “Why don’t you tell me what kind of meats and veggies you get on your favorite pizza and we’ll take those and make a calzone out of it…”

Customer: “Oh well let’s see it does depend on what I feel like eating. I like a good veggie pizza but I like a meat lovers and oh I love a good bbq chicken or broccoli spinach pizza…..” And I’ll spare you the rest of it because she went on for two minutes debating what sounded good. Then, “….Okay so now that I told you all of that, what do you think would be a good thing to do with a calzone for me?”

So, two more minutes of us going back and forth on her options she now had available to her. Then finally she was settled on what she wanted to get. So I wrote the order down & started to tell her how long it would take when she cut me off & said she changed her mind. She spent another minute waffling on whether to go with a veggie calzone or to do a meat lovers type one instead. She settled on veggies only & I hung up the phone after finishing up. I was about to go turn the order over but the phone rang so I stopped & picked it up.

Guess who? Yep. She wanted to change her mind again.

She decided she just wanted garlic cheese bread with spicy marinara and a chicken ceasar salad instead.

Chicken? I asked if she wanted to replace the chicken with a different meat since she said she didn’t like chicken earlier. She said she likes chicken in salad but nothing else.

So then she asked me about our soups for the day. Which I told her. She asked me what was in each one. I told her. She wanted a cup of tomato basil soup to go with her order. I gave her the new total and time and off the phone I went. I waited two minutes to see if she would call & change her mind again but the didn’t call back.

Her indecision made my head want to explode. Aye aye aye.

Then when she came to pick her order up, she debated on changing it but decided since we had it done already that she would just stick with it. Except, she didn’t want the soup after all because she didn’t think the one she chose (tomato basil) would go well with the salad and bread.

Thankfully, she was the only difficult customer we had all night, lol."

I'm not an indecisive person. I have moments of indecision but they're few and far between. My boyfriend on the other hand, incredibly indecisive. It's one of the few things about him that drives me fucking crazy. I just don't understand the inability to make a decision, especially over something simple. I like a LOT of different things. I have a wide variety of interests. I always have multiple options when it comes to making decisions for things when it comes to shopping, eating, what to do with free time, what kind of tea I want to drink, etc because I like such a wide variety of things. I'm decisive, though. It might take me a moment to contemplate something but not often. That's probably due to the fact that I'm rather impulsive so I just go with the first thing I think more often than not. I'm rarely ever afraid of making the wrong decision, though.

I'm not trying to pick on those, like my boyfriend, that are more indecisive than most people. I just don't understand it really. So for someone who has no issue with making decisions most of the time, it's frustrating to deal with someone who takes almost 30 minutes to figure out what they should be eating. I imagine for someone who is indecisive, making simple decisions is probably stressful to them because they have such a hard time deciding. Again, I just don't understand why it's difficult. I get some things require more thought than others but.... *shrug* Anyone that can shed some light on it, feel free. ;)

Happy Monday!

Sunday Stealing: ABC's...

Sunday Stealing: The First 2011 Alphabet Meme

Cheers to all of us thieves!

A is for Age: 25.

B is for Beer of choice: I prefer liquor but I do like some beers. Miller Light for a cheap beer. My absolute favorite is La Fin Du Monde, though.

C is for Career: Writer. Oh wait, I don't get paid regularly for that yet. So... Supervisor in a restaurant. Which isn't a career but more so just a job to pay the bills for now but I digress.

D is for favourite Drink: Water, tea, juice, Dr. Pepper. If we're talking alcohol, Captain & Coke or Jameson & Coke.

E is for Essential item you use everyday: Deodorant. You're welcome, by the way. ;)

F is for Favourite song at the moment: A lot! I'll name 5. :) Animal by Neon Trees, Put You In A Song by Keith Urban, Say You'll Haunt Me by Stone Sour, Why Wait by Rascal Flatts & Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold.

G is for favourite Game: Scrabble.

H is for Home town: Dallas, TX.

I is for Instruments you play: Piano, drums.

J is for favourite Juice: Lately, Cran-Raspberry is rocking my world. I love almost any kind of juice, though. Mmmm.

K is for Kids: None...

L is for Last kiss: About 13 hours ago when I last saw the boyfriend.

M is for marriage: Maybe one day.

N is for full Name: Ashly Star is my full Blog Land name. ;)

O is for Overnight hospital stays: A few. :/

P is for phobias: I'm really claustrophobic. I also have a weird phobia about escalators, lol. Also... Clowns, bridges, porcelain dolls & some other silly stuff but that's good enough. :p

Q is for quote: "Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself." -Harvey Fierstein

R is for biggest Regret: None. I don't regret anything because everything I've done and been through has made me who I am now.

S is for sports: I LOVE HOCKEY. And baseball. Basketball is good, too. Watching & playing on all three. :)

T is for Time you wake up: Depends on how late I worked the night before and what I have to do that day. Could be 7 AM, could be 11 AM.

U is for colour of underwear: Black.

V is for Vegetable you love: Carrots and cucumbers lately. Mmm.

W is for Worst Habit: Never putting my keys in the same place!

X is for X-rays you've had: Ribs, wrist, jaw, arm, knee, chest.

Y is for Yummy food you make: Homemade mac & cheese, spaghetti, Jack Daniel's grilled chicken.... blah blah blah. I love to cook, actually. Just wish I got to do it more often.

Z is for zodiac sign: GEMINI! :D

Happy Sunday, y'all!

Cigarettes, Inception, Cashiers, etc.

The Boyfriend is finally quitting smoking! I quit over a year ago. He's been "cutting back" and "going to quit" for some time now. He did slowly but surely cut back until he was only smoking a couple times a day. It wasn't a resolution to finally quit, either. Yesterday was his smoke cigarette free day. He seems ready and determined to quit this time. So, I hope he sticks with it. I'll enjoy getting to kiss someone without the cigarette/ashtray flavor to go along with it. :D

I watched Inception last night after work. It was the first time I had seen it. I missed it in theaters. The Boyfriend rented it from Red Box. I'm not sure how I feel about it. I need to watch it again when I'm not dead tired from spending 10 hours at work on just a few hours of sleep I think. I understood it and visually, it was wonderful. I just felt indifferently about it because I was so tired while I was watching it. So, I'll watch it again and report back. It might rock my socks off or it might be yet another movie that people rave about that I just don't enjoy. We'll see. :D

I hate when you're shopping and the cashier checking you out feels a need to comment on your purchases. I had to stop by a store last night after work to get some items. The girl looked over my purchases, raised her eyebrows and said, "Looks like you've got a fun night planned for yourself" with a snide look on her face. What did I have? New insoles for my work shoes so hopefully my feet will hurt less, two new pillows (one for the guy and one for me :D), aspirin, mouthwash, oatmeal, Special K Oats & Honey cereal, granola, Gatorade, condoms and scotch tape. Really, all of that says "fun night" to you? I suppose she meant the condoms and maybe the scotch tape if she's any kind of kinky but seriously? I hate when a cashier or other store employee makes a comment like that when I'm buying stuff. When I'm at work, I don't say "Ha, looks like you plan on having horrible breath wanting extra garlic and onions in your calzone" or "Eww, you really want that drink? Gross!" None of my business and not my place to give them a hard time about anything. Sometimes, the comments don't bother me. I suppose it's what you say along with how it's said, too. Sometimes, something perfectly harmless said in a certain tone with a certain look on some one's face can go from nothing at all to something rude and/or insulting. Not that she said anything particularly horrid, it's just the way she said it and the way she was acting. My response to her was asking, "What do you mean?" to which she replied by snickering and rolling her eyes. I don't remember what I said after that but I'm sure it was sarcastic. I was more working on controlling the urge to smack her upside the head.

If you follow my Tumblr blog, you might have noticed the mass amount of food pictures I reblogged last night. Sorry about that. I was looking for something specific to post and the ran across picture after picture of sinfully delicious looking goodness. If you don't follow it, go look but don't blame me if you end up hungry for something sweet. Really, those ice cream sandwiches looked fucking awesome. I like pictures of pretty food I think because it's like art with food in a way. It's like when I bake, I don't usually even eat most of the stuff I make. I find cooking and baking to be awesome stress relief. Albeit, working 6 nights a week, I rarely get to cook anymore but I digress. My favorite part of baking is honestly the decorating part. I've been into art since I was a little kid. I love drawing and painting and decorating pretty desserts is just another way for me to be creative and create something lovely. I just need more people around to eat the pretty stuff I make since I don't favor sweets much and The Boyfriend can only eat so much, lol. I think it would be pretty awesome to own a little cafe type thing that sold coffees, teas, juices and tons of really pretty sweets.

The Stars play the Blackhawks tonight. I'll be at work but hopefully I'll be able to have the game on. If not, I can follow along with the help of my awesome hockey buddies on Twitter. :D Speaking of, this article is awesome. Go read it. That's just one of the reasons why the Stars are awesome.

Happy Wednesday!

OH REALLY?!

I don't always believe that all the facts from The Amazing Fact Generator are 100% accurate but I get amused spending time reading them anyway. :)



I know several humans that would find this deeply amusing and not at all repulsive, lol.



Figures.



This just gives people an opening to make all kinds of parasite, leech, bloodsuckers, etc jokes about politicians. As if people really need more openings for that, ha.

I love random facts and virtually useless information. I've used pointless, random facts to kick up the conversation at times when I was in a group of people and no one knew what to say or had anything to say. They can also work to kill some tension if things are getting heated it the non-fun way, lol. At others times, I've been known to awkwardly blurt them out randomly when one pops into my mind. Sometimes that impulsiveness proves to be inappropriate depending on the situation, the company and the fact, heh.

Happy Tuesday!

My NYE: Drinking, dancing, kissing girls, etc...

I had planned to do a post today talking about my New Year's Eve. Just because I don't get to go out very often since I work weekends so I tend to lack having fun stuff to post on here lately, lol. Then last night got kind of crazy so I was contemplating not posting about it. Then I thought about it for a minute and was thinking, "fuck it, why not? I've posted worse on here anyway." ;) So, here we go.

So the night started with the Stars/Canucks game. I found some tickets last minute for cheap and we ended up going. Sitting up in the top sections but honestly, it's not so bad sitting up there for games. It's still a decent view and I was just happy to be there. The boyfriend, my and then our friend's Jameson and his girlfriend Blade. Jameson and Blade got tickets to the game months ago and were already going. We just made plans for them to ride with us and then all of us go party after the game. The game wasn't so great, we lost 4-1. Their backup goaltender was fucking killer. We outshot Vancouver 45 to 22. They weren't getting anything passed him. Dude keeps playing like that and he probably won't have any trouble landing as a #1 goalie somewhere. The Stars also didn't play that well. The penalty kill was atrocious and most of Vancouver's goals came from PP opportunities they had. Anyway...

After the game, we went to one of The Boyfriend's favorite bars. They had party hats, noise makers and all sorts of other party favors randomly laid out on the tables, bar top and pretty much everywhere. Giving drunk people noise makers is a great idea by the way. ;) The Boyfriend was our designated driver and drank water all night. The rest of us sat down, ordered drinks and got started. About 5 minutes after I got my first drink, we saw a girl go by with a tray with flashing LED lights on it. She had Jell-O shots and some other kind of bright colored shots. Blade and I hopped up and went to track her down. The other shots were different shots and game with a glow bracelet. Anyone who knows me knows I have a slight problem with glow stuff so I had to get a shot of stuff for the glow bracelet. Which at 5 dollars for a shot and a glow bracelet wasn't bad. The shot was... well, she told me.. I have since forgot. Meaning I forgot after she told me pretty much, lol. It was good and strong so woohoo. I also got some Jell-O shots. Blade got a shot with a glow bracelet and a few Jell-O shots for her and Jameson. Back to the table. Shots consumed. Laughter ensued. More drinks ordered. We were talking, people watching and having a good time. More drinking. Chased down the Jell-O shot tray girl again for a couple more Jell-O shots. Then it was almost midnight. They started passing out glasses of champagne for the countdown to midnight. Our waitress knew The Boyfriend wasn't drinking but left him one anyway. Blade wanted to know how awful the champagne was. I took a sip to let her know. It wasn't the worst I've had honestly. Then we both might have drank our champagne early. Our waitress might have also been really cool and brought us more without us even asking. ;) Midnight hit, champagne was consumed, making out ensued. A random girl came over and kissed Blade. She said she wanted to start 2011 off by kissing a stranger. Then she put her noise maker against the noise maker I had in my mouth and started blowing hers as I was blowing mine. Then she laughed and said we had noise maker sex. I told her she was off to a slutty start and she cracked up like that was the funniest thing she had heard all day. Ah, drunk people. Blade and I decided we wanted to go to the other side of the bar. (It's huge and has 2 sides with a bar on each. One side has a ton of tables, a stage for a band and a dance floor as well as the bar area and a couple booths along the wall that lead outside to the patio. There's also pool tables, dart boards and an air hockey table. The other side is more chill will a lot of booths, a few tables, lots of comfy leather chairs, dimmer lighting, more laid back music and lots of TVs playing sports and news.) We were on the more laid back side and were ready to head over to the other side and have some more fun. The Boyfriend and Jameson can't dance and don't like to dance. Blade and I left them over there. Blade hit the floor while I went after drinks. I came back to her to find some guy talking to her, trying to get her to dance. I put my arm around her and Blade told him I was her date for the night, so sorry she wasn't dancing with him. He looked at me and grinned and said, "Oh yeah, that's fine, I'll dance with both of you." Got a big grin on his face. I told him no thanks and to back off and lead her away from him. He moved off back to stand with his friends and we started dancing. A couple minutes later, some guy comes up behind me and starts dancing. I turn sideways and tell him to back off. He keeps dancing so I push him away from me. He moves back and yes, keeps dancing. So I elbow him in the stomach to back him up off me and tell him to back off and move away. He doesn't look happy about it but he does move away for the time being. A couple minutes later after the song ends, he comes up to Blade and asks her if I'm her friend and what's my deal. Blade told him we were together and he apologized and moved on. More dancing. Then another guy came up to me and asked if he could move in because he wanted to dance with me. I told him no, he whined. I told him to go away. He sulked off. We decided to go grab The Boyfriend and Jameson. After informing them of what we knew would likely happen if we went over there by ourselves, they decided they would come over to that side. We cashed out with our waitress then headed back over there. I thought the boys were just going to stand there but they actually danced with us. I have been with The Boyfriend for 4 and 1/2 years now. That was the first time he's ever danced with me because he always says no when I suggest dancing. I danced with him. I also danced more with Blade and some other random girls while the guys were there and we didn't get bothered my anyone else. Except one guy that came up and wanted to cut in with me when I was dancing with Blade but when he noticed the two guys after a second later, he held up his hands like he was saying sorry and went off to try his luck with another couple girls. We drank a little more as we danced. We went back to the other side to sit and cool down for a little bit. Blade was smashed and was staring at my chest. I was wearing a shirt with a low neckline (had been my undershirt but the Stars shirt had come off before we went into the bar so I was wearing a long sleeved v-neck shirt in there.) She smacked her hand on the table randomly and said, "Gosh your boobs are fucking huge. And nice. I can't... you know, I can't stop looking. I keep seeing other people looking and I'm like damn I don't blame them. I just want to grab them." So I told her something, don't remember what, but it was essentially saying it was fine. So she did. (A little backstory really quick, totally not the first time she's done that. Something similar happened during my birthday celebration in June last year and then during Jameson's birthday party in August as well. Also, for those who don't know... I'm bisexual and have been with girls before as well as had an actual girlfriend before years ago. Same for Blade. Anyway...) Then we decided to go back to the other side and dance more. We danced until 1:55 when the band stopped playing. It was so much fun. Aside from the few random guys but meh, that happens when you go out. You just have to be firm with them and if that doesn't work, there are cops and security around. Go find one if a persistent guy just will not leave you alone; that's what they're there for. Among other things.

And here's where it gets a little crazy and a little sexy. So if you don't want to read such things, even though I don't plan on going into a lot of details, skip the next few paragraphs, lol. Jameson, Blade and myself were all really drunk. Thankfully, even though we're loud and goofy drunks, The Boyfriend is amused by us when we're all smashed. I don't even remember what we were talking about for the most part. A lot of random stuff more than likely, lol. I do remember at one point Blade felt it necessary to apologize to my boyfriend for staring at my boobs all night. He just laughed and made a joke about that not being any different from most nights we hang out together. Which is true. She was sitting behind me in the backseat and ended up reaching up and around to put her hands on my chest. She was feeling me up and some how ended up leaning around up front. We were laughing about something and she said my lips smelled like raspberries. My lip balm has raspberry extracts in it. She asked if it tasted like raspberries, I kissed her. Then we were laughing... and then making out in the car. My boyfriend is fine with me having fun with other girls if the opportunity is available. Our rule is that I can't do it without talking it over with him first. Obviously, I kind of broke the rule because we didn't talk this over before we started making out and groping each other. I did stop a few minutes in to it and ask him if he was okay with it. He said, from his vantage point next to us in the drivers seat lol, if he wasn't okay with it he would have said something already. I asked if he was sure, he looked me in the eyes and said fine. I knew he was fine with it, we went back to making out. We stopped and asked Jameson a minute later if he was fine with it. He said he was. Apparently, they have the same kind of boundaries that The Boyfriend and I have, they just haven't actually had to worry about it yet. As we were closer to Blade's house, she somehow ended up in my lap and had her mouth going to work on my breasts as I was kissing and biting her neck. Then we turned down her street and her mom was outside of their house with her boyfriend, I guess waiting for them to get home or something. So, Blade and I kissed goodnight and then she hopped out of the car to go see what her mom and her mom's boyfriend were doing sitting out there. Jameson hopped out a minute later after saying goodnight and making a couple jokes.

The Boyfriend and I ended up going to get some food because I was starving and I was still pretty wound up. I get kind of hyper when I'm drunk. I asked again if he was okay with what happened and he assured me he was. Like he assured me it was fine the couple times we've flirted and made contact over the last few months. I know he says he's okay with it but I always like to check and make sure anyway. If he's ever not okay with it, I know he'll tell me.

We hung out while I ate and chatted about things. Jobs and stuff we're looking forward to. He also had a good time dancing and said he won't make me wait another 4 and 1/2 years to go again. So woohoo!

Then we went home. I think we were going to pass out by watching a movie but ended up making out instead. Then there was awesome sex. I remember he was trying to talk to me more afterward but I was so relaxed and drunk that I just passed right out as he was talking. Hopefully he wasn't anything important. :)

So, there was my New Years Eve. I'm sure I left some things out but for the most part, that covers it. :D Definitely not what I had planned on but I usually don't mind when things don't go according to plan anyway. It was a really damn fun night and I'm so happy that I convinced my boss to let me have the night off. It was the most fun I've had in months.

I hope that whatever way you chose to ring in the new year was fun, too. :)

Happy Saturday!! :)