Lost Weekend and Sunglasses

So I'm waiting to go to P/T so I thought I'd update my three readers on my weekend.  Let's see, Friday: stayed in.  Saturday, worked on improving my new hobby of taking classy-dirty pictures of myself.  Then I went out with Amber.  Now, something that I will definitely miss about S. FL is that I can wear what basically amounts to a top as a dress, some tights, and leather boots and still not be considered a slut based on what everyone else is wearing. 

See, all she needs are some tights and she will not look whorish in S. FL.  Went to a new club and three different (dorky/ugly) guys said "god damn!" when I walked past them (without looking down to make eye contact).  What, exactly, do they expect me to do?  Are they commenting on the fact that I am a giant?  Because, if you see a hot girl, you'd probably try to say something nice to her.  Not shout something as she walks by, right?  But I will take it as a compliment.

After that, we went to this bar that used to be my favorite place, because they played music that I like.  But then some pimply-faced teen with a Mac started dj'ing, and he sucks.  But last night they were playing The Pixies, The Ramones, and I even did a little fist pumping to Fugazi.  I danced (by myself) 'til about 4 a.m.  On the way back to the car, this rather aggressive lesbian let me know that she liked Amber, and if I ever needed someone to go to bat on her, she would love to make that happen.  Uhm, okay. 

On Sunday I went to a dinner party.  It was great, except I got sick when I came home.  And then threw up this morning, too. 

Today I decided to use my Starbucks gift card at the B&N Starbucks.  Except I got sidetracked and grabbed a copy of Zizek's latest.  And, because I didn't want anyone to think I was too pretentious, I also bought an awesome astrology book.  My friend at school is going to be so pissed because he will want to borrow the Zizek book immediately.  When I tell him he can borrow it, but that I can't get into it until I finish my astrology book, he will have an apoplectic fit.  Which is pretty much my main goal.  Of course, I forgot to use my gift card, and then I didn't have my school i.d., so I had to pay full price for everything.  Lame!

Then, I found a pair of tortoise shell wayfarers on sale.  This is a major coup because I have loved these sunglasses ever since I found them out in the ocean when I was ten years old.  Since I'd found them so unexpectedly, I didn't feel like getting out to put them back on my towel for safekeeping, and dove under a wave and immediately lost them again.  Then two summers ago, I found a pair of wayfarers in my sister's car.  I said if no one claimed them by the end of the summer, they would be mine.  I had that pair for about a month before they disappeared. 

Okay, gotta run to P/T!