A Break From the Norm

First and foremost, I would like to send a special shout out to my blog-stalkers. While you don't really leave comments, I appreciate that you check out my random thoughts. Now that I know I have somewhat of an audience, I'll be back on my sh*t more often.

For this post, I would like to take a little break from the norm. I do a lot of writing about relationships and how I'm feeling some kinda way about all the changes that are taking place in my life. But, since its on my mind, I wanna take some time to speak on a topic I'm sure everyone knows very well: Lame Ass Parties!!!

Let me paint the picture for you: Its a Friday night. I made plans to hang out with S and K for the evening. It started with a little sippy sippy at the spot. Then we all piled in the car and went to a hockey game. Now... before you get all "WTF, Toni goes to hockey games??", let me rationalize it by saying that there were dollar beers and dollar hotdogs. Four beers and two dogs later, I'm feelin quite right. Our team didn't win, but I could care less either way. By the beginning of the third period, we've all decided that we're gonna get more drinks, and hang back at S and K's house. Our good friend N decides she's gonna come over too, and she's planning to bring friends. So far, it sounds like its gonna be a blast.

So, we get drinks, N comes over with two friends, and we're all chillin in the living room, making OK conversation and listening to music. Little did I know, its all downhill from there. I don't have too much issue with folks smokin (weed) around me, so the three of them (N and her friends) light up. Unlike prior experiences, they don't start crackin jokes and being fun. Instead, they all sit around the table, being really quiet and lame. S, K, and I are sippin our stuff and lookin at each other like "Why did they even come over here?" Don't get me wrong. I was really looking forward to in N coming over. I hadn't seen her in a while. But this was just ridiculous. To no surprise, the three of them left soon after. The leftover party just kept talking about how awkward that was and proceeded with the night.

Ok, ok, I know you have all been to a lame party. Either some people weren't drinking enough or the music wasn't loud enough. Whatever the case may be, the whole situation makes everyone in the room feel weird. What can you possibly do when no one's talking but there really isn't anything to say? For it to be a Friday night, I would assume that things would be joyous and upbeat, but that was just too wack for my taste.

Either way, I must say K and S are my saving grace. I had a blast at the hockey game. Also, pre- and post- the others dropping by, the conversation was light and fun. I suppose, for the next time, I'll be a little more considerate as to what I'm getting into.

As a final note, I would like to mention that I take topic requests. I do have a lot of opinions, and this seems like the best place to voice them. So, speak up. Pick my brain. And let's have some damn fun here, people!!!