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Friday night is always exciting because I dont have to go to work the next day, and this past Friday the weather in Chicago was beautiful. It was sunny and warm, and I was soo anxious to get off work that I left an hour early so I could beat the rush at the gym. I swam in the pool for like an hour and sat in the sauna- It was like the best ending to a week of catching up at work. Afterwards I went home and hung out with Jules for a little while, Talked to JoshM for a bit and met up with my friends for some dinner and "barhopping". We were actually waiting for this guy Sebastian to come to the bar that we were at, I met him the weekend before and he had what we were looking for. So we went to 3 bars that he mentioned and he was not there, so we decided to go see Mark's band play at the Cobra Lounge. I generally would never really go to the Cobra lounge as its out of the way and the whole places feels a little to fake and contrived for me- But I hadn't seen mark play in a while. So we go and it was very fun!
I spotted a group of kids with the number 77 embroidered on their backs and realized it was the skinhead punk "gang" the 77s. So I pointed them out to my friends and mentioned how it was so NOT punk rock to get your stupid gang signs PROFESSIONALLY embroidered. And being that I work at a plant and we have 6 industrial embroidery machines, I knew that each of their "gang" members HAD to gotten their jackets individually embroidered at like the Mall or some place. Which is beyond stupid for a gang in the first place to get things embroidered at the mall, and especially ironic and ridiculous that this was a supposed PUNK gang.
So I pointed this out to my friends- they understood the stupidity of this and we laughed.
And then Alison mentioned to me that they were also known to be especially racist towards Asians! "Uh oh!" I said.
As I remembered an incident this past summer where a gang member was responsible for "accidentally" killing an Asian man by pushing him off the dock while he was fishing. The man drowned because he did not know how to swim, and it was relieved on the news that it had been a racial crime because this person had pushed another Asian man earlier in the summer, but that man survived.
We had a couple more drinks and chatted with some people and just before 2, I decided it was time to leave. So we go to the car and I did not notice a thing but my friend who would be getting into the passenger side noticed that my window was broken. I was already in the car and did not believe her- but there was this giant piece of glass in my back seat and I noticed that my gym bag was missing and then! uh oh! my laptop. Fuck!
Filed and reported it to the popo and drove nicole home. Joshua went down and covered up the window. Since it was going to rain all weekend, we woke up really early to take care of it and luckily it only cost like $70 bucks.
We had brunch at Cornerstone Cafe and I wasnt even really hungry but ordered a Tuna sandwich anyways and ended up cutting it and not really eating it. So it was sorta shitty and I was being mean so he said he'd plan a date for today, walking around the loop and maybe sneaking into the dorms and then going to dinner. Sounded like a decent plan and so I followed lead and we went into the loop. I browsed around Loehmen's and bought a pair of big round Chloe sunglasses when Joshua met me there and we went over to the dorms.
This RA signs us in and we get passes. At this point I was thinking we were just going to walk around and hopefully dumpster drive something good- so we go in and go to the 17th floor first.
I was taking my time taking photos like this.And then we looked around then went to the 16th , where there was a Street Fighter Tournament going on and we played a round with the guys and he was really anxious to get moving down the floors- We of course stopped by the 8th floor and look at the old doors and our old rooms, and at this point I was so tired of being there, the place had not changed much and wanted to leave. So I walked over to the elevators and I was like " This is where we first met, Do you remember?" and He said " yes" but I challenged and said " No you dont! When was it?" to which he did not say anything and I told him it was actually Moving day and not the time in the elevator. So this girl comes up and we walk back to commons area on the floor and I plop down on the couch.
I'm actually splayed out and I'm going " I'm sooo tired, what do you want to do?" And he asks me to sit up, so I do but in a very lazily way and i'm still really slouchy kinda half closed eyes. He is sitting across from me and he sort of lunges forward and is reaching for his pocket and It sort of dawned on me. He was on one knee and had a jewelry box in his hand and said " Will you do me the Honor...." and I think I interrupted with " WHAT, really?". The first thing in my brain was " I dont know", so I asked a lot of questions like " Where did you get that?" " How did you do this?" " Do you really mean it?" " Are you sure you want to marry ME?" " What the fuck?", and to all this he said Yes, and did a small speech about how he was going to step up to the plate and man up and try to be better for me and make me happy. All this while like tearing and crying which made me cry and we hugged and I nodded and I think I said Okay.
I asked where he got the ring from and he said it was his grandmothers. That made me cry a lot more and for some reason it sort of really made me kinda more sure. He didn't put the ring on my finger I sorta grabbed it and put it on my middle finger, knowing it looked too big for my ring finger. Then I realized I wasnt even sure which is the right ring finger and I asked him and he didnt know either! He was actually confused and called my index finger my ring finger- so I said I would google it later and we just kept it on my middle. Then he was telling me about our dinner plans and that it was a huge surprise and we would have to look very nice for it. I sorta thought he meant Alinea because he very very casually asked me if I still wanted to go there and I said No, because I felt like moto was more then enough of an experience that there was no use in having do it twice, especially knowing the Alinea is more expensive then moto, but I still didnt say anything and he rushed me upstairs to get the RA to sign us out and on the way down she reveled that She was in on it and She and Josh didnt really know each other and that the RA's had been fighting about which one would be the lucky one to escort us! I felt so dooped and was really embarrassed. The security guards were asking him how it went downstairs and then i realized A LOT of people were in on this! I asked about his co-workers and he said that everyone at the sissy knew! And that we were going to go over there right now because he had several changes to clothes for me!
Apparently he had been sneaking out my dresses and shoes in preparation of this. On Friday night when I was trying to get dressed I had a quick thought about how I thought I had more shoes then this and felt like I need new clothes, but I didnt really realize things were missing.
I'd pulled some empty hangers to the edge of the rack and little things like that...it sorta of felt like I needed to do laundry. And also earlier in the week, he right after work asked me to play dress up en front of him. He asked me "which was my top 5 favorite dresses and what I'd wear with them?" I put on a few things but wasnt really in the mood, I felt bloated and tired and I'd just eaten a gigantic meal with Nicole at friendship. So I only really picked out a couple of things and gave up- he seemed more encouraging then ever for me to keep pulling dresses but I kept on asking questions like "Okay, I'm pulling dresses for what? whats the event? evening or day? Is it like oscars fancy? or is it businessy?" and eventually I guess he didnt want to say too much. He ended up pulling the first two dresses that I mentioned because i was already wearing my favorite one. He told me today that he was really scared I was going to notice my shoes gone and start asking questions. He had pulled 4 pairs of black heels, and on Friday I was sorta looking for a pair of them but couldn't find them and gave up.
We barely made it to the restaurant, I guess if you are 15 minutes late they charge you $200
bucks, and we cut it realllly close. Dinner took 3 hours and I wish I could say it was the best meal of my life, but I cant! It was good, and there were most def. some extremely creative and delicious dishes but for some reason, it didnt feel new. I also felt like they were pushing the alcohol and since Joshua can't really drink, We just got champagne and a HALF glass of red (yeah half glasses! at like $7 -$14 a pop) but they kept bothering us about it. "The wine tasting menu is 3/4ths the price of the meal and we strongly recommend it" which is what they kept saying instead of just saying it was another $115 for wine. Good thing we didnt get it!
The whole place is very gray and somewhat stuffy, even though the people were very nice and didn't make us feel like dumb.
We talked more about everything at dinner and I had a lot of questions because we'd never really discussed this. I'm pretty sure I've said/announced before that I'd never really planned to be married ever in my life, and I sort of feel like I'm betraying myself just a bit, but I guess I'm sort of Okay with that. And then also, all the bullshit that comes with wedding seems just like another mountain I dont want to tackle. We are in a recession! If I were to have a wedding, I'd certainly wouldn't want a recession wedding. And where? I have family around the WORLD.
So i dont know It was pretty interesting , he called up his mom who was balling and knew he would be asking this weekend, and then he called up his dad and told him and his dad was balling on the phone and I didnt really want to call my parents. I waited for as long as possible and finally called them. I couldnt even really say it, I was still in shock! When I finally called and told my mom I said " Josh asked me to marry him" and she goes " Are you ready??" and then I had to say I told him "Yes, and that I guess we're gonna get married."
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