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"Sure Jesus could restore my physical and spiritual virginity, especially if I lost it to some rapist, but who wants that? I'm saving myself for marriage, and I'll use force if necessary." -Hilary Faye

Monday, December 12, 2005


The office party Friday night was lots of fun. We started drinking at 2 pm, didn't stop until midnight.

Saturday night's party was not so fun, but the group outing afterwards was a blast.

Inventory of my purse the morning after:
1 silver lighter from Denmark that is decidedly not mine
1 brownie of an unknown origin
2 inch long plastic penis party favors, pink and blue
1 candle holder from Mikasa
5 Hershey's kisses
7 new phone numbers, five in my phone and two on paper. One of the numbers in my phone says 'Santa.' Pixel says I should call that one first.

There was one guy that was hitting on me that was such a pushover I said "Hey minion go get me that guy over there in the cowboy hat" - and he did. When he called me last night to ask me out and I suggested we meet at the same bar here is what he had to say-

"I can't go there with you and run the risk of another rogue group of Santa's showing up and you making out with half of them again."

Point taken, but to my credit I made out with less than 10% of them.

So I went out with the minion but things just aren't going to work out in Pixel's opinion because I told her he was 'nice.' There is nothing wrong with 'nice,' but there is something wrong with a 34 year old man who has 420 tattooed on his arm in 2 inch tall letters (he was wearing long sleves when we met.) I do have to give him credit for having the balls to suggest we meet at the porn shop for our first date, but I'm pretty sure that was the hit of crystal meth he had apparently done talking.

I was good last night because two pretty men were tempting me to ditch my date and go with them to the bar next door, but it was late and I did not see much of my beloved bed this weekend, so I declined.

Yeah me, I think I deserve a brownie.

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At 1:29 PM, Blogger A. Estella Sassypants said...

Absolutely call "Santa" first. You never know what sort of goodness he'll pull out of his sack.

At 1:37 PM, Blogger Nick said...

I think it would be really fun to meet you out somewhere just to see what demeaning nickname I'd get in the blog (if I was lucky enough to be catch you before you blacked out, of course.)

At 1:44 PM, Blogger Princess Steph said...

Andi- we shall see....I'm a little afraid of what is in his sack...

Nick- I have never blacked out in my life and don't plan to start now. I do not get drunk for the most part, and certainly not in public (the Crown incident was at home.)

At 9:42 PM, Blogger Nick said...

Strange, seems like you blog about drinking at bars with what's her name a lot. I kinda just assumed these escapades ended with not just you, but basically everyone hammered. Guess not. You should try blacking out sometime. It's kinda fun actually. Oh sure, there's the remote possibility of getting ass-raped, but that's only happened to me once.

At 4:24 AM, Blogger katarina said...

I may seem stupid, but I'm asking anyway.
What's 420 mean?

At 7:19 AM, Blogger Princess Steph said...

I do go to bars often, but one can drink without getting drunk, and I have mastered that art.

Kat- it's a drug reference....

At 5:09 PM, Blogger katarina said...



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