Three thirty in the morning, not a soul in sight....
City's lookin' like a ghost town, on a moonlit summer niiiiiight....yeah. Go Garth. Rock on, dude. Tear it up.
Can you tell I'm half asleep? I almost said half in the bag, but most people take that differently.
So, a quick update...I have recently managed to ruin Rick's life, which is an amazing accomplishment, considering I hadn't tried. I could tell you more, but ladies and germs, it's after three a.m. and I'm TIRED.
Talked to Bart for awhie today. Bart. From HotorNot.com. How sad is that? But, for the most part, we interest each other. I can see a firm friendship forming. I doubt more, he's a fitness major at Uconn, and he's a little too potentially superficial and standoffish for me, but then again, I've never met the guy, so I could be way off. On the other hand, he's a lifeguard who teaches diving lessons and also plays sax in a band when he's not out swing dancing....*eyebrow raised*.....very nice.
Or Kory, also from Hot or Not. He's a real sweetheart. We'd totally get along, but he's another Navy boy, and we all know how I feel about them there Navy boys. Can't date 'em, they always leave. Or Cheat. Or become alcoholics...or so I've heard, if you ask my mother about her father. Different story for a different time! Either way, he's a cutie, and I'm sure he and I will hook up and hang out for a little while at some point.
Last night, at karaoke, there's this hot guy, Brian, who's there most Sunday's but hadn't been by in awhile. He was hitting on me hardcore as it got later and he got tipsier. If was funny. By the end of the night, he was trying really hard to feel me up, kiss me, and insisted that if I come next week, we can make out. I said oh boy, let me mark that on my calendar. I think he was a little upset that I didn't kiss him goodnight and that it was Leon that walked me to my car and snugged up in the front seat to talk while I warmed up and his buzz wore off. I'm going to get that boy at least semi-sober if it's the lastthing I do. He becomes more and more important to me every time I talk to him, and if he goes off trying to kill himsellf slowly like his best friend, my cousin, I'll skin him alive. So there. You hear that Leon? You big gangly dork. I love you, dude. Be good. You owe me dinner so I can sleep with you. I mean, in your bed. With you on the futon. We talked about it already, remember? LMAO.
It is so time for me to go to bezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Can you tell I'm half asleep? I almost said half in the bag, but most people take that differently.
So, a quick update...I have recently managed to ruin Rick's life, which is an amazing accomplishment, considering I hadn't tried. I could tell you more, but ladies and germs, it's after three a.m. and I'm TIRED.
Talked to Bart for awhie today. Bart. From HotorNot.com. How sad is that? But, for the most part, we interest each other. I can see a firm friendship forming. I doubt more, he's a fitness major at Uconn, and he's a little too potentially superficial and standoffish for me, but then again, I've never met the guy, so I could be way off. On the other hand, he's a lifeguard who teaches diving lessons and also plays sax in a band when he's not out swing dancing....*eyebrow raised*.....very nice.
Or Kory, also from Hot or Not. He's a real sweetheart. We'd totally get along, but he's another Navy boy, and we all know how I feel about them there Navy boys. Can't date 'em, they always leave. Or Cheat. Or become alcoholics...or so I've heard, if you ask my mother about her father. Different story for a different time! Either way, he's a cutie, and I'm sure he and I will hook up and hang out for a little while at some point.
Last night, at karaoke, there's this hot guy, Brian, who's there most Sunday's but hadn't been by in awhile. He was hitting on me hardcore as it got later and he got tipsier. If was funny. By the end of the night, he was trying really hard to feel me up, kiss me, and insisted that if I come next week, we can make out. I said oh boy, let me mark that on my calendar. I think he was a little upset that I didn't kiss him goodnight and that it was Leon that walked me to my car and snugged up in the front seat to talk while I warmed up and his buzz wore off. I'm going to get that boy at least semi-sober if it's the lastthing I do. He becomes more and more important to me every time I talk to him, and if he goes off trying to kill himsellf slowly like his best friend, my cousin, I'll skin him alive. So there. You hear that Leon? You big gangly dork. I love you, dude. Be good. You owe me dinner so I can sleep with you. I mean, in your bed. With you on the futon. We talked about it already, remember? LMAO.
It is so time for me to go to bezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz