Dinner with Joolie's parents/grandparents was enjoyable. Fine food, wine and good conversation capped off by a little more conversation with the parents back at Joolie's crib. They are kind of what I expected, extremely nice Lancaster County people. Rick was very personable which I wasn't expecting and Adele was funny in a very non-intentional sort of way. Seeing Joolie be "mothered" was a delightful time and I'm very happy I was asked to join them for dinner.
After a few hours of conversation, Joolie was clawing the walls eager to go out and meet up with a fella. After a quick stop at my house for some more alcohol, we make our way to this local Punk Rock hangout called Sector 7G. Imagine if you will a place where everyone appears to be about 16 and me. Besides feeling incredibly old and out of place, I was not feeling exactly great from eating restaurant food. Fast forward to a few beers later and I kind of forgot about my stomach and enjoyed myself for a change. I was able to be around Joolie and her new man friend (a really nice guy actually) without getting all psycho-ish and protective. Maybe the fact that I was spending copious amounts of time with Punk Rock Junkie helped? Yep, the girl re-emerged and turned my night upside down as she is prone to do. It's pretty much an alcohol fueled blur, one that haunted my entire work day today. 4 hours sleep and a 9 hour day at the office has put me down tonight. It's 8:30 PM and I feel like I could sleep for a week.
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