Forgetting Gnocchi

This weekend was varied and interesting. And now I'm in pain and at work. Kind of grateful to be at work at the moment. The pain comes from the sunburn that I stupidly did not prevent. Sigh...

Friday night I attempted to go ice skating with the meetup group but low and behold I wasn't able to get on the ice. I screwed up my knee about a week and a half ago and then thought it was back to normal on Thursday night. Then I got overzealous on it (read into that as you wish) and messed it back up again. Oops! So instead of ice skating we went to Uno at the mall near the skating rink. It was fun. Met two new people. One of which I see myself becoming friends with. He was a very cool person. He'll be my English friend, I think. His accent is too cool.

Got lost twice on Friday though. Which is kind of ironic because the reasons behind getting lost were to help another friend avoid that in particular situation. Actually, I only got lost once and the second time was more a fact of just missing an exit.

Saturday I went down the shore for a friend's bachlorette party. That was fun. I love that group of ladies. They are all very tightly knit and somehow I squeeze in there quite nicely. Hopefully I'll be able to stop by one of their houses on Friday for a housewarming shindig.

After the shore (from which I came back red as a lobster on my chest and stomach) I went out to dinner with another meetup group. Bellini's a good meal and the company was good. I got to meet one more new person, again she seemed pretty cool. Although somehow bipolar disorder was briefly referenced in a comment of hers. "I know he's crazy..." Yeah... I didn't take it personally because she doesn't know but it was still a small sting... reminds me how small minded some people can be. That some people simply don't understand or know what mental illness is about. After dinner, we found a bar nearby and each got a drink and relaxed into some chatting. (Yeah... ok... I had one and a half drinks.)

I kind of disappointed myself as well last night. I ended up blabbing to the group about the guy whom got kind of strange in my car a few weeks ago. From now on I keep my mouth shut better than that. I don't like being that kind of person, the kind that just embarrasses people in front of others. It was remarkably uncool of me. Especially once I found out he got a DUI that night. Only thing there is that he apparently stopped somewhere on the way home for one more drink so I can't blame myself for that. Not that I should blame myself anyway, really, but still... I do feel a mild bit of responsibility for it. However, the option to let him sleep in my car like he wanted to was not actually a good one.

So... lessons learned... 1) I shall not tell stories or talk about people from my meetup group openly in front of the meetup group. 2) Drinking and driving is a stupid idea. (Not that I wasn't already aware of this but sometimes it needs reinforcement.) 3) I will not keep forgetting about my leftovers... this time I left it at the bar we went to after dinner. Dang it! I'd really much rather be eating that today instead of the tomato and cheese sandwich I brought to work with me.