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so i went out with my friend s and her husband last night. her single surgeon friend j was in town, and s has always wanted us to meet (they met while she was in maine doing her surgical thing before switching to pathology). it wasn't like a 'set-up' type thing, just meeting another of her close friends. the four of us went to a coffee house to watch one of their neighbors play in his band. the place was packed with people from their neighborhood. it was kind of odd, but cool.
we went out to eat with another couple from their neighborhood (so six of us), and they picked the place. they apparently have a lot of money and very expensive taste, because the place we went to was crazy expensive (downtown a2 in like a basement) and it was apparently one of their less expensive favorites. i kinda freaked out a bit, but s said not to worry and that they would be covering everything for me. which, of course, embarrasses the hell out of me. i felt like the kid from the wrong side of the tracks. funnily enough, when the bill came j ended up paying, which was extremely generous, but made me feel even worse.
i had a really good time and lots of fun, but i definitely drank too much. which is pathetic, because i only had two and a half martinis (10 dollar martini wtf). what a ridiculous light weight. and i'm afraid i came across very poorly to j because of that. while we were walking from the restaurant back to the car i took his arm because i was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol and i'm afraid he thought i was coming on to him or something, heh. i just didn't want to fall on my ass, but that probably doesn't look any better.
oh well. i STILL had a very nice time with everybody, and i just need to NOT pick myself apart afterwards. it's possible i acted completely normal and didn't make an absolute fool of myself. it just isn't likely :)
we went out to eat with another couple from their neighborhood (so six of us), and they picked the place. they apparently have a lot of money and very expensive taste, because the place we went to was crazy expensive (downtown a2 in like a basement) and it was apparently one of their less expensive favorites. i kinda freaked out a bit, but s said not to worry and that they would be covering everything for me. which, of course, embarrasses the hell out of me. i felt like the kid from the wrong side of the tracks. funnily enough, when the bill came j ended up paying, which was extremely generous, but made me feel even worse.
i had a really good time and lots of fun, but i definitely drank too much. which is pathetic, because i only had two and a half martinis (10 dollar martini wtf). what a ridiculous light weight. and i'm afraid i came across very poorly to j because of that. while we were walking from the restaurant back to the car i took his arm because i was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol and i'm afraid he thought i was coming on to him or something, heh. i just didn't want to fall on my ass, but that probably doesn't look any better.
oh well. i STILL had a very nice time with everybody, and i just need to NOT pick myself apart afterwards. it's possible i acted completely normal and didn't make an absolute fool of myself. it just isn't likely :)
