Today got started very early. It's only 9, but I've been up since 5:30.

Friday night I had a really good time at Reaction. I wish he could have come, I think he may have liked it. I stayed till it was over, talked to some cool people, danced, had a good time. Funnily enough, Rob and I were texting about scene-douches (various people we know from going out who really try too hard), and he mentioned this guy, Gilbert, who at that moment was like two feet away from me. The bartender at The Sidebar, Matty, is the most precious and adorable creature in the world. He is short and wirey and looks like Carl Barat in the face. He was terribly nice to give me all my sodas that night for free, and I was sure to tip him. There was this very young kid who was talking to me and asked for my number. I obliged, only because I didn't want to be mean, and it's still flattering, right? He has called me twice already. I didn't call him back last night. I don't want to be rude, but I'm not interested. On the other hand, that bartender...

I know on Valentine's Day, I am going to Smiths/Morrissey karaoke (with a live backing band!! I'm nervous!!).

On Saturday, I met Steve and Rainey at the Baltimore Tattoo Convention. That was pretty cool. Later that night, Rob texted me about being there, and I'm sure it surprised him when I texted back that I'd been there all day. I texted him last night that I love the way him and I text or tell eachother things we know the other would appreciate, and that actually it breaks my heart.

Now I have a bit of a headache and the feeling of being a little drunk still, as well. So I'm not sure if I have a hangover or if I am still a wee bit drunk. I have a mocha here, and then I'm going to have some water. Have to hydrate. I get to leave at 2 or 2:30 today to go to the dentist. I totally fell short the mark on my flossing and stuff since the last time I went. I am going to make the arrangements to get my wisdom teeth pulled next. That is scary and is going to suck. I will need to take a week off of work and it will be in no way a vacation. I want to get the full sedation. Insurance probably won't cover that. I definately want fucking drugs afterwards, too.