After my Saturday night plan for Dave and Busters was RUINED (among other plans for the weekend, thank YOU), I ended up rounding peoples together for Urban Flats. Urban Flats (in Jax southside, not beaches) has a totally different flair than the ones in Orlando or Bradenton. It's huge, and so crowded you can barely find parking. I decided to throw some money around and bought the most delicious martini of my life.
My new drink of choice will be: the martini (not including the appletini, which I had an unpleasant experience with). Martinis are overpriced until you're actually drinking them, upon which point you realize the $ is SO worth it. Mas, mas, mas.
I'm trying to keep my head above the constant death and depression surrounding my life. HOW CHEERY!! I think everyone is. It's just....I mean, we're all realists here. And reality does go in one direction. In the end, we may be faced with a reality that I'm already anticipating (darkly) but not prepared to handle.
So I plan on attending a lot of happy hours. I am going to fulfill that prophecy I made back Senior year in the apartment living room. I'll be here and you'll be there, etc. Lol, well another step closer. I can practically see the future. What a mess things are. I got myself into a baby shower this week (what was I thinking? It's like I blocked how awkward the last one was from memory). Got someone's going-away party. Hopefully Orlando this weekend for roomie reunion!!
I was reading this Orlando Weekly I'd saved and comparing it to the Folio Weekly. Why have I always thought these 2 cities have such different atmospheres? No one else ever notices this. I wish I had a way to remove the bias of my experiences and evaluate the 2 from a blank slate. Regardless of anything, I still miss Orlando. If I was rich, I think I'd buy a condo there for the weekends.
You can't depend on anyone for good bacon these days. Even Metro Diner disappointed. We went there Saturday and they had a kid's drawing on the wall that I recognized from my first visit in August of 2008, the day after I moved back to Jax. 2 years feels like 20.
E and her bf have been trying to get me to meet this guy since summer started, and I just refuse. There is only one man in all of Jax I'd like to get to know more, and he is undateable b/c 1) he smokes, and 2) he's about 10 yrs. older than me.
Que lastima, but who has the time? At any rate, I forgot my pain meds at home. Of course, it's turning out to be a SUPER fun day. I'll see the doctor in October and plan to ask for something drastic. I cannot afford to spend 1/4 of my life curled up in pain! They should make sick days for this kind of thing.
Oh, and California Pizza Kitchen finally opening in the Town Center. People love this place. I had someone refer to it today as "CPK." Acronyms = adoration. Well I think it's overrated. People like to rave about mom and pop Italian places, or trendy places, but no matter where you go, Olive Garden always ends up with the best food. CPK (ha) is a bit small, pricey, and you don't get much. My meal was sooo small, and the foccascia (sp?) was inadequate. Maybe I was just irritated because this girl next to me was SOO loud. Or maybe I should have ordered a martini.
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