Day 428ish

So here are a few things that happened this week (mostly tonight):

I hosted a Dead Writer party. Apparently, this meant that I was obligated to drink vodka straight from the bottle in a bathroom stall with Walt Disney, Allen Ginsberg, Hunter S. Thompson and William Faulkner.

I went to Michael's craft store. It was disappointing due to the fact that over half of the store was devoted to scrapbooking.

I am working on a Family Guy spec script. I am not sure if it's funny but I am laughing my ass off writing it.

Yesterday a guy who looks like Hermey from Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer remembered my name after only meeting me briefly, once, and I was so touched. Did I mention he does improv? I can't tell if I am attracted to him due to the fact that he looks like Hermey, or, that he plays a ridiculously spot-on hilarious old man character or that he is just a nice-seeming fella.

I got to work this evening only to discover that the place was brimming with fake smoke. It was rolling out the door and had the gorgeous security man not been waving me in I probably wouldn't have gone at all. But, even though I did go in I verbally quit the pub job tonight at least 6 times.

So, at the party I threw for the Student Association earlier this week (Dead Writer) most people were very helpful and had a good time. Most people that is except an alleged "friend" of mine who was bitchy the whole time and even came up to me at one point to tell me that he wasn't having fun despite the fact that I made it very clear that I had huge anxiety about pulling the party off. Note: I am getting tons of comments from everyone (but him) about how I threw the best party of the year. Anyway, I have been distancing myself from him and then today received a text that read, "p.s. Is Emily mad at me? She has been very distant and cold with me." Turns out he sent a text about me to me by accident. Idiot. At least I got a few laughs out of it.

Tonight I went to work to discover that the super annoying frat boy I work with is terrified of women's bodily functions so whenever he was annoying me I would turn to him and say, "I am menstruating right next to you."

Also today the cutesy Italian man who works at the pub came dressed in chaps...in honor of Halloween of course, or maybe this is his new look? Anyway, at the end of the night he came up to me, turned around and asked me to help him take them off. Pretty sad that that is the most action I've gotten in a long time. Did I mention I couldn't get them off?

On the walk home from the pub tonight I listened to my voicemail on my American phone to find that a friend of mine who I once made out with had called. I called him back and he didn't remember calling despite it only having been last night that he called. Anyway, we chatted for a bit and then he made sure to tell me to look him up next time I was in town because he's single again.

Alright, it's almost 3 am and I am getting on in years so I must go to bed. Until next week.

Tip of the Day: Deal with it!

-Canadian Castaway