Can I take it back?

So yesterday, I get a call from Jeff while I am still at work and he's telling me that he wants to dye his hair. I wanted to tell him no and to back away from the hair coloring section of the store....and I did but in the end I told him to go ahead and do it if he thinks its going to look good. I don't want to be one of those girlfriends who tells their boyfriend no for everything. So he did it.

Later that night he comes by to show me and when I open the door, he has my sweater (I left it over at his house) on his head. Dear folks, this is never a good sign. After about 5 min of coercing and trying to drag the sweater off his head....the hair is revealed! My god, it was awful! He looked like Eminem. I couldn't believe that he did that to his hair...it was completely yellow..not blond...not orange but YELLOW. For a brief moment I entertained the thought of calling off the relationship right there....I can handle many things but I cannot handle bad hair on a guy!

Supposedly he's going to dye it back today and go get a haircut. I'm not sure now b/c I teased him so much he threatened to keep it that way for the next two months until it grows out.

Sheesh! What a way to woo a girl....blind her with your dazzling yellow locks!

BF... What?!?

So yesterday I went to lunch with the cool boss and we sat around and talked. He started asking me about Jeff. He met Jeff on Saturday at this kick ass tailgate that he threw where we had to drink 40oz. Anyway, he asked me if it was serious and I said well no, not right now and kinda pussy footed around the question. I'm a very noncommittal person. So, he was like, "Man, my friends were asking who you were and who that guy was....Steph, you tend to sell yourself short! You don't need to settle for anyone!" It kinda sounded like he was telling me I could do better than Jeff. I probably should have been offended but I was really flattered that my boss and his friends think I'm pretty cute. He did tell me that I need to increase my self esteem....I didn't think I had that low of one! Then later...or maybe earlier that day...can't remember I was talking to F online and she said her Italian guy friends saw a pic of me online and wanted to talk to me. Jeez, Jeff came into my life at the wrong point....I could be playing around with some hot Italian or a big shot ex UT Football player.

Ok, now in reference to my subject title. Jeff and I are hanging out. I made him dinner and we were supposed to meet his friends at Hooters later but we ended up canceling b/c it was to far, etc. We were sitting on the couch watching CSI. Earlier I had told him about the incident with my boss and had playfully asked him when we acted upset..."What?!? You don't like other guys thinking your girlfriend is attractive?" We haven't talked about our status yet but he's referred to me as his girlfriend a couple of times but I have yet to call him my boyfriend. Anyway, we were sitting on the couch and he goes:

Jeff: Can I ask you a stupid question?
Me: Huh?!? Uh, yeah sure.
Jeff: Will you be my girlfriend?

For a split second I thought he was joking and almost laughed and told him to shut up but instead yes came out of my mouth. It was so middle school. It made me laugh....not at him but b/c it was cute/sweet situ.

So, in conclusion, I guess I am a taken woman. I am in a *gasp* relationship...we shall see how long this lasts for the commitment-phobic Steph!

What you should never say to another girl.....

I was eating lunch yesterday with a friend from work who is a male. He and I were talking and all of a sudden he changed the subject.

To me, a girl, he says, "You know, Lisa (one of my co-workers), would be a beautiful girl if she just lost a little weight." "She just seems to have gotten a little chunkier lately"...etc.

OMG, I was so horrified that he would say that to me. I didn't know what to say. I was like George you cannot say that. That is so mean. That kind of ended the lunch there.

Uno Momento

So here is to add to your cute/awww/eeewww/*retch* factor. Last night Jeff and I went to dinner at Cheesecake Factory. When he got up to go to the bathroom, the waitress came by and told me that she just wanted to say how cute a couple we made..etc, etc. Didn't know how quite to respond so I just said thank you. I thought it was kinda funny.

I did what?!?

So F came into A-town this weekend and we proceeded to paint the town red. I picked Dr. F up in Dallas and we headed down to Austin in my rental SUV totally chillin'. We stopped and picked up some kick ass $3.50 sunglasses at Fossil which will play a part in the weekend's festivities later on.

Once in town we restocked my liquor cabinet. The liqour store guy actually had to yell to the back to bring out more boxes. Unfortunately, it was a sad preparty compared to our last soiree but thats ok b/c F and I have a tendency to create parties just by ourselves. Jeff came over and played sober boy to our drunk giggly selves. We cruised down to 6th with F hanging out the side window for lack of a sunroof. Hit the street, F in her muy bueno blue jean corset and me in my lace up black mini-dress and big curly Texas sized hair. We detour to 4th and meet Emily and her hot boss and his very muy bueno friends at the new hip bar Foundation. We drink our expensive drink and then get a call that there are more people down on 6th and so we head on down there. I forgot to mention that F and I are wearing matching underware which after a couple more drinks...I proceed to show everyone.

The next chain of events is pretty hazy. I know there was alcohol and there were a lot of people and I know we headed back to 4th to meet up with Scotland and Geoff....otherwise things get pretty hazy. I ended up meeting some very cute Italian Castilian residents and made Jeff a little jealous I think by flirting with Matteo.

We ended the night with 2 girls and like 8 guys in the hot tub at my complex. Then this weird trio showed up and one guy kept on rubbing my feet....I got freaked out and got up and left. Regardless, the night ended strong and I felt like shit the next day!

On Sat, F and I did a little fruitless shopping and then once again got ready to go downtown. I made Mojitos and then we headed back down to 6th but this time armed with some pretty awesome shades. F's glasses were New York chic...my glasses were just plain goofy. They were 3 times the size of my face and I entertained myself by making everyone we came across wear them. They were my distiguishing detail of the night. Case in point, I was walking in a crowd down 6th with F and then Jeff appears out of no where and kisses me right there in the middle. I was so shocked that he just happened to come across me in a crowd but he later admitted that it was the glasses that he noticed. I managed not to get so drunk downtown this time since I had to work the next day. We headed back to my apartment for more partying mojito and hot tub style. This time the odds were a little better 4 girls and 8 guys....including our Italian friends and F's Jersey boy (he goes way back to her b-day). I headed to bed around 6am or so and then got up while everyone else's lazy ass stayed in bed to go to work.

I spent my sunday evening mourning the loss of F and my party pal and all around best source of entertainment and cleaning my reck of an apartment. Jeff was a sweetie and came over to help clean and stuff... and thats my weekend in a nutshell or something considerably larger.

Le Sob!

My car is totalled. The adjuster called....I have no more car. What is a girl to do? I would like to cry right now.

International Whore

I have become an international student whore. No, I'm not sleeping with a bunch of foreign exchange students. Last night I went to Cain & Abel's with my co-workers. When I got there I had to wait in line but a couple of international students who are staying at the Castilian recognized me and waived me up to where they were in line. It was an Australian and a couple of Italians. Once in I went over to the corner where all the people I know were drinking. In this corner was Patrick (Pat), the cute Australian that tried to get into the Castilian but we were full so now he lives at Dobie. I crush on him deeply! To the group we had several more Aussies join up and let me say that they were definitely not bad looking. Our fine Italian friends joined up with us for a bit to say hi. Then, later on a Mexican from Mexico City and a Puerto Rican showed up and let me say...Jose is hot. I crush on him too! I would have to say that we must of had the most international corner in all of C&A's. I love the accents, the kissing on the cheek everytime we say hello or goodbye....I love the international men.

Oh and here's an update on my stalker cable guy. Yesterday he called me while was at work. I missed the call and I returned it thinking it was the insurance company or rental car company...no it was "Terence" The Cable Guy. I was taken aback and in my confusion I told him I wasn't allowed to talk on the phone at work and that I can't talk until after 6pm....oopps. Anyway, when I got back from the gym later that evening. I had a missed call from the cable guy at 6:20....he sure doesn't waste any time! I need advice on what to do....remember folks, he knows where I live and my phone number.