Can this be the "what did you do this weekend?" thread too?
Thursday night: Went to the Engadget Reader Meetup in NYC. Good times. No amazing food like the last one, still an interesting meetup. Ooh-ed and ah-ed over a Makerbot Replicator 2 as it printed out some stuff. Had my question read by the editors, won a Mint Plus floor sweeper/mopper bot as a result. (The non-carpet portion of my apartment is the size of a shoebox, so I wind up selling it to an acquaintance later in the weekend.)
At some point I notice a woman to the side of me eyeing me up oddly, this turned out to be one of the female editors that I didn't recognize. I attempt to casually say hi as she walks by and thank her for putting this on, she just keeeeeeeps walking. I'm all like okay.jpg, but I really don't care too much at this point, being up a $300 cleaning robot for the night.
At some point a tiny Asian woman at the meetup tries to charm my prize off me for $40, presumably under the assumption Engadget readers are all half-wit spineless nice guys. I smile and shut her down. She frowns and immediately walks away.
Friday:
Full shift of work. I come home and resolve to go out clubbing, but instead drink a lot of tea, smoke two hits off a bowl, and fall asleep.
Saturday:
Early half-day shift to cover for a co-worker. Uneventful work. One of the employees is genuinely freaked out because I walk up about five minutes after he reports a computer issue.
I go home, nap, wake up, dick around the internet for awhile, and around 9:30 at night I call a woman who wanted to meet up. She doesn't answer and doesn't call back, so I assume she doesn't want to chill. So, I go to the club, pay for parking, pay for entry to the club, sit at the bar, pay for a drink...and as I'm about to sip my gin and tonic, she calls. Fuck.
Tells me to meet her around midnight. I shake my head, take a few sips of my drink, leave the majority, and get back in my car to drive over.
We meet up in a portion of NJ thick with Korean restaurants. I pay way too much for some delicious BBQ, we go back to my place, spend some time there a bit, and I eventually drop her off back at her car around 3 am. Come home, pass out.
Sunday (today):
Self-imposed day of rest. Laundry if I feel energetic later today, beers/bowls if I don't...and some jogging.
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