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I went to the company party by myself last night. I didn't feel like dressing up, so I wore jeans, a black top (which my boyfriend objected to, as he objects to me wearing any top that shows a remote sign of cleavage), a black jacket, and black Vans shoes. I arrived a few hours after it began, and the 2nd person who I ran into was the Vice President, who looked at my outfit disapprovingly (the jeans and shoes, not the top). I found my friends / employees there, and sat at their table just in time to catch a cheesy magic show. I took a few pictures of people, and snuck out the door before I actually interacted with anyone else. In total, I spoke to about 8 co-workers. Boy, was that a fun night.That night, my boyfriend stayed up all night playing Socom 2. He is majorly addicted. He didn't stop playing until 1 in the afternoon, and had decided that he would stay up the rest of the day so his sleep schedule doesn't get adversely affected. Then, at 2 he decided he wanted a "nap", and I was supposed to wake him up at 3, and we would wash our cars. I couldn't get him up until 5:30, when it was time to go out to dinner for my dad's birthday. My boyfriend had a headache, so he didn't want to sit near my mom, because she is uncontrollably LOUD, but as we were the last two to show up, we sat directly across from her. She drank a bottle of champagne by herself. We're home again now, and he is back asleep again. He does this every weekend, and always has a hell of a time getting to work on time on Mondays. He really needed his truck washed. He has has bird poop on it for about 2 weeks, and the hood is freshly painted.My brother and his best friend are planning to go to Vegas this weekend. I may go, but I'm not quite sure... my boyfriend may not want to go, because he is real adamant lately about his weekends being to relax, and it might be hard for me to talk him into going on a trip. We usually take his truck to Vegas, but it's having some transmission problems right now. I don't want to take my little car, because I don't trust it to hold up on a long drive. I don't want to take my Trans Am, because I don't like parking it in public parking lots. It's already been hit twice while parked, and I only have 9000 miles on it. The first scratch / dent (see picture here), was a $500 repair, and the second scratch is not repaired yet, because my boyfriend said he'd pay for it - the car was in his possession at the time, about one week after I got it back from the body shop from the first repair.Damn, I was supposed to get some cleaning done around here, but everything is such a mess!