What a weekend

I just got home now at like 2:30 am, but I'm not that tired so I might pull an all-nighter, we'll see. Here goes...

Friday night was chill, just stayed home with my roommate and some S & M. No not that, you sicko. They're people.

Saturday... well I didn't go to bed from Friday until noon on Saturday, yeah I'm crazy. Got up at 5 pm to go to St. Cloud for a wine party. Let's just say it was a typical night in St. Cloud. I think about half of the people I knew drank some blackout juice at one point during the night. You know, the last drink they had that they remember. I was not one of them, thankfully. But somehow I lost EVERYONE I was with and walked home alone in a city I barely know. Seriously, how did I lose everyone? There must have been at least 4 cabs taken. Sheesh. Anyways I finally got back to my friend's place and instantly crashed on the couch. We woke up this morning to two very nice messes, one, a sink FULL of chunky puke, two, a full bag of potato chips dumped out onto one of my friends' beds, spread out and crunched up no doubt. And this friend can be a hothead as it took me about 34 seconds to leave after about 4 people said that "J's gonna kick some ass when he finds who did this." It wasn't me but he would blame anyone to empty his rage, and I'll be damned if I was gonna be there when he got home. Someone apparently told J it was was my roommate so J ended up calling my roommate later saying he was gonna break his face, and my roommate didn't do it either. My roommate called back and squared things up but man, break his face?!

I got back today (well Sunday) and went to the Food and Wine Experience with a roommate at the Minneapolis Convention Center. Tickets were $55, so I was expecting to get my money's worth. While we did get a free crystal wine glass and another free wine glass, I'd only go again if we went all day on a Saturday and went out afterwards. There was plenty of wine to be had but you only got 0.003265 ounces of wine with each pour, and there were one-million people there so you have to stand in line for the good stuff. Also, not all of the vendors truly gave a shit about the wine they were serving; if I were a picky food connoisseur, that would probably piss me off. I heard one lady that was serving make a snotty remark to some unknowing chotch who eagerly asked her how much the wine he just tasted ran for, and she was like, "five bucks" with a look on her face that said "are you serious you pathetic wine-tasting wannabe?" Even if the guy didn't know what he was talking about, I found that uncalled for. It made me want to barf. Of course all of the food I had was excellent, but they were all teeny samples. The best food I had there was cheese too. Deep fried cheese curds were soooo good. So was the 20-month aged parmesan and 6-month aged romano. Honorable mention goes to coconut ginger chicken soup, some good salsa, and some thai cashew chicken salad. I'd pay about $30 for what I got today, maybe it's different on a Saturday.

And now the final chapter of the weekend. So... I had previously heard about a guy at my work meeting his wife through an internet dating site, and he was like, try it try it you'll like it. So, being the desperate clueless relationship moron that I am, I put up a profile. I'm not going into anymore details on here, so if you want to know what happened you'll just have to ask me yourself.

Whew!