life without work

I haven't been working much at all this month. I think i've worked a total of 5 nights so far...

I spent the whole weekend in Atlanta.

Saturday morning I went to my friend's graduation reception/lunch thingy. I got to meet her entire family. Very traditional southern. Super religious, super friendly, somewhat racist...delicious food-making abilities. After the lunch we were all supposed to go back to her condo (all being me and her friends; family not included) and drink in preparation for the night ahead, but graduating girl freaked out and decided she wanted to spend the rest of the weekend at her parents' house so she left.

Her roommate and I decided we were going to go out regardless. Ga tech kid came along, which was useful because the bar we went to happened to be charging a cover, but since he used to work there we got in for free. He also drove and bought us libations. Once the night was over he dropped my friend off and we went back to his place, per usual.

The next morning we went and got breakfast and hung out a bit and then I decided to meet back up with my friend from the night before and watch the Falcons game at a nearby venue. We arrived at said venue at 4:30 and left around 11:00. She used to work at another restuarant with the manager there so we got a few free drinks out of that. There was also this company christmas party thing going on, which started at 9:30. I suppose the courteous thing to do would have been to move downstairs as to not interrupt the party, but we decided to make things as awkward as possible and stay.

After we get home my friend is acting a little weird. I confront her about this weirdness and she confesses to me that she is with child. wtf. Apparently the guy she's been hooking up with impregnated her, so yeah. She keeps trying to call him to inform him of this, but because he's a doucheface he isn't answering his phone. She finally decides to text him the news. Nothing like finding out you knocked some chick up through a text.

Speaking of texts, the ex texted me the other morning. I hadn't texted or called him for over 2 weeks so I guess he was due. He acts annoyed whenever I contact him, but when I go too long without contacting him, well you know. I think he may have some sort of sense that allows him to know when I'm dating someone. It seems he always starts trying to talk and hang with me once I get with someone else. He has no way of knowing these things, though...

I'm still undecided about ga tech kid at this point. He calls me a lot. Almost every day. I usually answer about 1/3 of the time. Despite this he remains stoic and lacking in affect. I can tell he's bothered by my job yet knows that he doesn't have the standing to say much about it at this point. We'll see how that pans out. I like him when I'm drunk and couldn't care less about him otherwise. Maybe this will change with time.