"Heiniken Fuck!! Pabst Blue Ribbon!!"

Went to the mall yesterday with Lori after work. Ended up not getting anything, even with my giftcards, because I just didn't see anything that appealed to me. Never got to exchange that stuff from Nick's mom on account of how incredibly crowded and slow moving the line was at New York And Company. Will have to do that at some point. Planning on going straight home after work and taking a nap. Nick texted me while at the mall asking if I wanted to have dinner at his house, so when I left there, I picked up garlic bread and we had chicken tortolini (not as good as the kind we usually get, but eh.) and garlic bread (there goes that damn not eating bread thing again). Watched a Mystery Science Theatre 3000 (a really bad one with fake looking dinosaurs from the early 90's.), then headed back to mine for me to get ready, watched a little bit of Intervention before heading to Club Charles. Had some lovely conversation about myriad things, whether Cate Blanchett was the poor man's Tilda Swinton or the other way around, the smile that would not leave my face in talking about our various adventures and first date which lasted seventy-two hours, it was fun. Shay stopped by for a bit, discussed panhandlers and people with signs and fucking sob stories. Once I get tomorrow's paycheck and figure what of that (almost all of it) will go towards rent and bills, will try very hard not to use my credit card, and then once I pay that off with everything form Christmas, will try very hard not to live beyond my means. Anyways, once we left Club Charles, had to stop back by the house since I had left my scrub pants for today, then wne to Nick's. It was so hard to leave there this morning. Think I will stay over there again tonight, but will hopefully get to go home and take a nap before getting ready. Nick made a new mix, although this is not the New Year's mix. Had some gems on it (can't believe I remembered every word to Luscious Jackson's Naked Eye.), Roy Orbison's In Dreams, Blur's Country Sad Ballad Man, Rilo Kiley's Better Son/Daughter, and some other good ones. Oh, The Raveonettes, too. Ottobar later and will be very glad to take a nap and see that beautiful boy.