Life has been odd lately. I haven't been myself at all.. But everything keeps on going. Why doesn't it all stop for me? Why doesn't the world do my bidding?Funeral for a friend's dad. It sure made me think about life. I guess that is the main purpose of death. To remind us all of our mortality. I can't see any other purpose.
Things with Bookworm have been slowly progressing.
There was the fancy party we all went for 3 peoples Birthdays. So, I went out to Scarborough in search of the sexy black dress (sexy is still a stupid word). That shopping trip into deep Scarberia was worth it alone. We went to Flea Market where there were like 15 booths of Jewelry. I ate samosas. It was a multicultural fiesta of food, clothes and weird smells. All in the name of fashion - so not me.
So, Strawberry Shortcake, DC and The Jerk had a swanky bar, martini, guy playing the guitar, semi formal Birthday.
It was a weird night. The Jerk's kinda new girlfriend got to come to the party ( he had not choice this time) and his ex was there too. Also the kids came, and a couple of his ex's are also in this group. Angry girls abound. I was trying to entertain the ladies for the better part of the evening. Bookworm saw I was fighting the uphill battle and would periodically pop by to save me... He
thought that I needed some back up with the feisty girls. It was nice. He really is a sweet guy, regardless of his social faux pas. He is socially so awkward. I find it cute how he flounders with girls.The night ended well, and he even called me the next morning to chat and tell me I looked pretty. He is so in.
ps - I have pictures of this night, but blogger is not letting me upload them today. Boo!
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My, pics this time! Lemme guess, that's Bookworm in the third? P.S. Blogger can be a bitch with photo uploads, sometimes doesn't take 'em at all; I've found uploading one or two at a time seems to "speed up" the process.
I hate having to go back and add pics... annoying
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