Wow.

Cal and I left the house in a rush around 11:00-ish last night, headed to meet Juliet at a club she's been promising to get us in to for months, if Cal ever came back up during the days it was open and had time and so forth. Originally I'd intended NOT to go; they gave me this weird nasal spray for my sinuses and I swear the stuff is 9/10ths crack or something, a couple puffs and all of a sudden I can't see straight, I can't talk straight, I can't even walk a straight line. Between that, being flatline drunk for most of Thursday evening, being penguin-ed Thursday evening and a large chunk of Friday, and add in oxycodone and cold medication.. yeah. I hadn't planned to go out.

However, at the last second Caleb basically tripped over the slinky black bodysuit I thought had gotten left in California, and Deb offered me the use of a dress which gave me more cleavage than I've seen even on Rie - it's this little purple-red velvet number that is just delicious, it made Caleb think QUITE pleasant thoughts - and it was kind of a now-or-never moment.

So I went Out.

With Caleb.

To a Goth club.

To hook up with Juliet and the gang from the Frat House.

And let me tell you, that is NOT an experience anyone should have while sober. Fortunately, courtesy of Mike buying me a drink, Juliet buying me another, and me buying one of my own, plus that damned spray and the oxycodone, me and sobriety weren't even in the same TOWN.

My lips are still bruised from being kissed so very... viciously... *shiverpurrs* ...by an astonishingly beautiful blonde in what has to be the cruelest example of the Little Black Dress that has ever graced this planet. And thigh-high fishnet stockings too... DAMN. Have I mentioned that I have one hell of a crush on her?

Yeah. Err. *purrs some more*

Anyway, today is now Saturday, and as it is almost 8:00 in the morning and I am awake, from this point the day can only get better, actually. I've got a trace of a hangover that I am attempting to chase away with some hair of the spray that bit me, as it were, and some caffeine, and then I'm gonna nap for another hour or two if I can. After that? Not sure.

Caleb and I are still hoping to get out to Vicki's - it was her birthday, and today is the Party, and damn it would be cool to get out there. She hasn't seen Caleb in forEVER, and I know he's missing her. Plus, well, Grr birthday! Must be there.

However, since Robert took today off work so he would be sure to get some Quality Time with Caleb, I'm not sure when exactly, or even if, we'll get Out today. I'm hoping we'll make it over to Beaverton but I know I won't be able to drive and that kind of leaves the burden of it all on Cal. *blinks*

Grr - I emailed Spike, will you let him know that if he doesn't check email and reply to it that he no longer gets to complain about secondhand messages? *pokes him bunches*

And I really wish I'd gotten to see Rhi's first Firework Experience. *wry grin* Watching firsts is always fun.

Hey. You. Over there in Australia. Get your mind out of the gutter. *grins, waves*

In all seriousness, I'm not likely to be any more sober today than I have been for the last three-four... by the end of the weekend I should have done all the Nasal Spray Goodness I can tolerate, after that my sinuses can go hang; I can't cope with being THIS out-of-it for THIS long, it's too much even for me. However, since the spray IS making a definite difference, letting me breathe and clearing out my sinuses and generally making me feel like I'm getting better, it's hard to protest doing it for at least the 5-day minimum. The 10-day preferred dose? *shudders* Err... NO.

Sorry.

Druggie-Jax needs to go on vacation and have normal-Jax take over for her again.

Bits of Terry Pratchett, Heinline, and of course Daniel Keys Moran are floating around in my subconscious. Currently, the uppermost thoughts involve a dress that can be peeled off just like the skin of an orange, balloon animals, a song about a pawnshop and a donkey, Moving Pictures, Death's grand-daughter...

...it's a beautiful life...

...and I'm going to be grinning for WEEKS after seeing Caleb get kissed so thoroughly that I would have sworn he was going to explode. Delicious to watch. Particularly since five minutes earlier, I'd gotten kissed in the same way. *grins* No. I can't possibly be jealous, not when it's that much fun to watch.

And yes, I still love ya in the morning. *grins again*