Jan 25, 2009 03:27
Around 2:30am, outside my upper Clematis St. hangout:
Me: (checking phone) This guy was supposed to text me if he wanted a booty call tonight, but he didn't. So fuck him.
Bouncer: You mean Un-fuck him.
Me: Yeah, I guess you're right. Because if I was going to have this booty call then I would be fucking him.
Bouncer: But you're not, so Un-fuck him. Or don't fuck him. Whichever.
Long story short, I'm sleeping alone tonight.
BTW, who put Valentine's Day on a Saturday night this year? No, I still don't want a boyfriend, but if I don't get a booty call that night, then I'm really going to be pissed.
sex,
saturday night,
single,
men,
clubbing