So, as you can see by the fact that i'm sitting here typing instead of blowing bubbles, no diving today. Captain Steve was running a bit late, and Jack an i aren't that fond of late afternoon diving. And for some reason, i didn't really feel like going today, so i'm not bothered. Plus, the current is still screaming out there....
...Ooh! I'd forgotten about this song! (Haven't been on playlist.com in a while.) "All along the eastern shore... blah blah blah something something...something something la la la...doo dee doo electric eel...."
Anyway. I got my goodies from Victoria's Secret today! I did a happy dance in honour of the new bras, and then tried them all on in front of Miau. She liked them.
Huh.
I can't seem to post a blog without mentioning my bosoms. Maybe that's my theme! "What are Jesse's bosoms up to today?" Yes. I like it. I probably won't change the blog name just yet...doesn't matter anyway, cuz i'm pretty sure no one reads this except for me. Oh and the fabulous Miss Tricia from Key Dives said she liked it. So there's one.
Last night was jolly times! In addition to Kenny, Zach also graced us with his fabulous presence. And now I have two favourite people in Key West- Zach and Kenny. Besides Jack, of course. And Miau. But she's not a person, she's a cat...right...i forget sometimes....
Anywho, Kenny cooked up some fierce deliciousness (chicken for the boys, veggies for everyone, swimming in delicious herbs and what not) and i did my part my procuring adult beverages for all. We feasted mightily! And much chit chat ensued, as well as the inevitable "what's so-and-so doing? let's call him!" They didn't answer though. Who needs 'em though, cuz we were having lovely fun.
And then i stomped on the lid of Kenny's little charcol cooker and dented it.
Not on purpose! I just wasn't watching where i was walking and stomped it with my mighty foot. However, Zach also has feet-of-power, and used his to un-dent the thing. Teamwork!
I was giddy-chatty-tipsy, and probably talked Zach's ear off. He didn't seem too bothered though, because he is awesome.
Then we began wondering if Intern was at Bourbon St tonight. Not long ago, Zach made the delightful discovery that our new intern (straight, blonde haired blue eyed clean cut all american looking, works at Hard Rock Cafe, etc) is a go-go dancer at Bourbon St. Yes. He dances on the bar and guys stuff money down his man-panties. Great fun! So, we ventured forth, pumped full of vodka and beer (just beer for me, cuz i'm "behaving" or whatever it's called), in search of Intern.
Sadly, he was not there. We consoled ourselves by watching a bit of the drag show at 801- one of those girls was performing "Bring On the Men!" Fantastic. Went home after only a little while, as it was a quarter to drunk am. Ok more like 12:45am. Whatever. Same thing.
So, all in all, a fairly wholesome evening, i think.
It's nice hanging out with other fun people, instead of just sitting on the couch watching BBC America, which we've been doing way too much of lately. We're just exhausted when we get home from work though, and don't feel up to anything. It pretty much sucks. So i drink gallons of wine and re-read all of Jane Austen's novels. Healthy, yes?
Ok, i must make an effort to be more social from now on. Seems to be the best way to preserve my sanity. And do yoga. Yes. It is a plan, i have declared it shall be so.
Just as soon as i finish re-reading Mansfield Park
;-)
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