Things Just Get Better and Better

Last Friday my usual group of close work friends decided we needed to ditch out early and grab a beer. For a while it had been a bit of a tradition, but lately we haven't been doing it as much. So we go, have a few beers, laughs and the usual good time. One of the guys' wife meets up with us near the end and the conversation turns to my house and how she hasn't seen it. So we decided to wrap up there and head back to my place to show it to her. I had mentioned that I recently stocked the place with massive amounts of beer in hopes that we could start having the Friday tradition at my house since it is literally less than 5 minutes from the office, so moving the group there seemed like a great idea.
We head back to my place and when I enter I'm greeted by a surprise party of around 25 of my other friends. Apparently the after work meet up was just a ruse to keep me occupied while the party was set up at my place. Lots of laughs, tons of fun, drinking, etc. Basically a larger version of the same group that surprised me on my birthday last year. I'll have pics up soon and I'll send you those.
The real coup was a cousin of mine who lives in Austin, but I had never gotten around to getting together with, was even there. It was really cool to see him again and the entire thing was a massive, fun surprise.
Unfortunately, it all started so early (6pm) that everyone had pretty much filtered out by 11pm. But it was really cool to have that many people putting that much effort into throwing a surprise party for me. And it was nice to break the house in and start the tradition of get-togethers at my place.
The only pain came later when 3 of us headed downtown to wind the night up with a little clubbing. Our group crossed paths with a group of girls. We chatted, danced and exchanged a few pics. One of them really had me spun.




Afterwards, a friend said:
"Jeff vs any cute girls: talkative, funny, even can be smart-alecky and no problem flirting.
Jeff vs hawt asian girls: uhh duhh hyuhhh!!"

Which is exactly how that night went. So I spent the rest of the weekend kicking myself for not having the cajones to even ask for the digits. Since it was a random encounter in a club, I'll never cross paths with her again and I didn't even catch her name amidst the pounding music.

So yeah, I completely, epically, failed my "Always seize the moment" maxim.

Which also gets me edgy because I'm still trying to focus on the fact that even if I get what I want, I end up unhappy so I need to focus on where I'm at, how happy I am and the things that I know will keep me happy long term. Basically the same struggle I went through a few months ago when someone caught my attention. Funny how I meet girls all the time (like the ones in the pics I sent) and it has no effect on me. Then particular ones will come along and it completely screws with my head. I know that they'll only make me miserable, but I make myself miserable if I can't get their attention. hehe. It's a sick cycle. Heh.

But Saturday night I went to the show. Definitely one of the best times I've had with it. It put me exactly where I needed to be. There's usually a moment in all of it where it's not too intense, where it's hitting me just right and I can't help but think "This is exactly how I wish I could feel every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every year for the rest of my life". Great stuff.

That was pretty much the weekend. Great times... with a side order of pangs that'll take a little while to wear off.