sex monsters & cupcakes.
As planned, I booked my flight this week. From the 21st to the 27th I shall be exploring brand new territory. I'm amped beyond amped at this point. Sunday is Erin's garage sale, and luckily for me, I'm buying a beautiful yellow suitcase to aid in this adventure.
Yesterday/eve was my lovely roommate's birthday and for the occassion, we had a mini-party (more like a cupcake party) a la paramix. It was grand. We even had a session of next top model; all stereotypes present, thank you. From there we hit up G martini, which proved lucky as some elderly man, self-proclaimed "sex monster" might i add, felt it was necessary to buy all 5 of us gals a round of champagne. I have no doubt that this was only a ploy to get our lovely birthday gal to sleep with him, of course to the drunken mind this seems like a very plausible way to attain a woman's affection. Two rounds later, and needless to say, not one of us lovely ladies proceeded in his direction. No, from there we got our dance on, leaving the monster to ponder his errors with a much lighter wallet and no luckier than he had been when he first arrived. I'll shed a tear... next year. In conclusion, the night scored a high 10 for being more fun than I've had in a while. Here's to birthdays, spring & all the good times on the way! Cheers.
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ps. I've got the apartment all to myself this weekend. and dare I say it, I'm loving it!
