Boo.

Halloween Weekend 2006. No making out with drag queens, no costume contests, no free booze, no sleeping in bathtubs. But, I did install two new light fixtures in my house and I had sex. So yeah, I got that going for me.

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I have a friend, well, she’s more of an acquaintance than anything else. She and I met shortly after I moved to Chicago, as we kept seeing each other at the same nightspots. Before I left for Alaska, she had phoned to ask me to dinner and also mentioned a friend she’d like me to meet (read: go out on a date with). I put our dinner plans on hold but told her she could pass on my phone number to her friend; which, she did.

The gentleman called a couple times and I finally called him back on Monday. Since my weekends are pretty much booked being all super fabulous and stuff, this gentleman and I arranged a weekday dinner date. I had some reservations as the friend/acquaintance is not exactly the most credible source for finding soul mates, but this guy didn’t seem like a total douchebag and a free meal is a free meal and I'm fat and fat people like free meals and Italian silk.

Upon meeting David, he looked instantly familiar but I did not know from where. During our introductory conversation, I couldn’t stop myself from trying to place his face and then, the ball dropped. He happened to mention working for Mtv and at that moment, I realized how I recognized him. He was a fucking Mtv Real World cast member. Unable to curb my curiosity, I asked him about it and he confirmed.

Now, there are a few RW men of past I wouldn’t mind cuddling up with, but this guy wouldn’t exactly be one of them. But, people can change, right? And why should I let a silly little thing like being a reality ass blemish what could turn out to be a perfectly good fuck? But oh yeah - there is just one more thing - he’d once been arrested with a hooker... a $10 hooker.

[Insert joke here.]

Was Nicole back in Rehab?

As you all know, I went back home a few weekends ago. There were no town events, no life events, and it was not a holiday. Apparently, this is call to raise a red flag and sounds some silent alarm.

Although I only went three places in the 40 hours I was home (bar, church, Zesto) and was met with the, “Oh, is she back in town?” look from a number of locals/lifers/townies. I pretended not to notice and for a bit of fun, acted as though I had been living their for some time and was not just a weekend “visitor”, which may have come across as arrogant but let's face it, it's not that I'm better than you because I'm here and you're there - I'm better than them for so many other reasons. Anyway, some people were actually pretty cool and asked what I was up to these days but for the most part, many just stared and whispered. And thus it begins… just as I enjoy devouring a three-layer chocolate ice water cake, these people will find pleasure in proceeding to ask everyone they see who is moderately acquainted to me what I was doing back in town.

Apparently, it has been a slow season and those running the rumor mill had been busy coming up with their own material, as three distinct people asked me if I had recently gotten married. The answer is yes. His name is Carlos. I’m pregnant.

Pooped.

I’m exhausted. I had planned on writing a post each day from the On the Horizon list but as you can plainly see, that has not happened nor is it happening today. I have been out of town the last four weekends and this weekend, I have a friend coming into town. I pulled two extra shifts at the bar and have been working a combination of day and night shifts at my engineering job. So, I am completely not well rested and feeling equally uncreative.

There is hope that I’ll feel up to busting out a post tomorrow but if not, I’m sure next week that I’ll be back to my normal, impassioned, self-loathing, overtly sexual self.

On the Horizon...

In no particular order...

• Professing my unwavering love to a guy I seemingly couldn't stand 10 years ago
• The Cabo wedding
• Going Brown Bear hunting with my Dad
• Not having sex
• Having too much sex
• The mutherfucking Twins
• The almost equally mutherfucking Yankees
• Vikings? Vikings who?
• Alaska
• The Alaskan Inuit’s rather large penis
• Why I love Little Debbie Swiss Cake Rolls
• Hosting Thanksgiving
• Job prospects
• A house is not a home
• The only job interview I’ve ever really blown
• How fucking the brother/sister of a guy/girl you used to make out with is completely different than fucking the brother/sister of one of your friends
• My recent marriage
• The stigma of going back home on a random (non-holiday) weekend
• Getting out of working on Fridays
  
  

I'm in ALASKA!!

Oh, hey - so, I didn't post last week and I had a million things I wanted to blog about... one of those million being that I am spending this week in Alaska!!!

I flew up on the coat strings of my good friend, KJ, whose folks own a lodge on Kodiak. Rest assured, I haven't forgotten about you and there will be much to say next week... when I can find a free moment.

Love you all,
Nicole