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"I just wanted to let you know that you're attractive and I like it"
Poor Justin.
Anyhow, yesterday was a typical 3rd Tuesday of the month. Had a Rats/Uncle Bongs show that went as well as it could have considering the fact that it's before Thanksgiving. Aside from a couple regulars (my bro included), we had a group that was in for a birthday party. The multiple children could've spelled doom for our barely PG-13 group, but the guys really stepped up and owned it. Plus, Justin got hit on (again) and we gave him a hard time about it. So good times all around.
Also, last night Sylvia headed to St. Helena to have a pre-Thanksgiving gathering with the family, which I unfortunately was unable to go to. So after I left Suisun, I headed home to the empty apartment. Got there around the same time as our new neighbor apparently. I think I might try not to be a stranger and actually try to engage my neighbors in a neighborly way. Not quite sure how to do that though. And our new neighbor is apparently English, which is neat, but it was so hard not to emulate her accent. A+ for success.
I got home and did all the nightly stuff, and got to bed a lot earlier than I thought I would've. Went to sleep and woke up this morning a half hour before the alarm went off. Got ready and basically waited for a sane time to leave the house.
That's when it hit me. I remember why I used to be such an early riser. I never had anything to keep me in bed. No one that made me want to spend up to the very last minute with them. Reviewing everyday that I've been working at DOMICO, the only times I've been ready early was the first day and any time Sylvia hasn't been there.
I am not an early riser anymore. And I'm OK with it.
Anyhow, yesterday was a typical 3rd Tuesday of the month. Had a Rats/Uncle Bongs show that went as well as it could have considering the fact that it's before Thanksgiving. Aside from a couple regulars (my bro included), we had a group that was in for a birthday party. The multiple children could've spelled doom for our barely PG-13 group, but the guys really stepped up and owned it. Plus, Justin got hit on (again) and we gave him a hard time about it. So good times all around.
Also, last night Sylvia headed to St. Helena to have a pre-Thanksgiving gathering with the family, which I unfortunately was unable to go to. So after I left Suisun, I headed home to the empty apartment. Got there around the same time as our new neighbor apparently. I think I might try not to be a stranger and actually try to engage my neighbors in a neighborly way. Not quite sure how to do that though. And our new neighbor is apparently English, which is neat, but it was so hard not to emulate her accent. A+ for success.
I got home and did all the nightly stuff, and got to bed a lot earlier than I thought I would've. Went to sleep and woke up this morning a half hour before the alarm went off. Got ready and basically waited for a sane time to leave the house.
That's when it hit me. I remember why I used to be such an early riser. I never had anything to keep me in bed. No one that made me want to spend up to the very last minute with them. Reviewing everyday that I've been working at DOMICO, the only times I've been ready early was the first day and any time Sylvia hasn't been there.
I am not an early riser anymore. And I'm OK with it.
