Aug 28, 2005 17:33
So I went out with Mr. Wallace last night. We smoked hella blunts and went to the Dublin Pub and watched white people dance to The Dave Matthews Band. He was the only black guy there I think and our waiter kept calling him "Brother". He was very sweet and gentlemanly and asked to take me out again.
Baby steps, though. I don't want to get burned again. I have decided to rethink my views on sex, ie: method and application. I gotta stop jumping into things so quickly. Besides, I got good game. I will see him again.
Now I'm at work, and you-know-who finally came back after his birthday vacation time. it's wierd.
i wonder if he even gives a shit at all. i'd ask, but i did recently run away from him in a grocery store.
i'm sure that he thinks less of me now.
OH WELL
Going out tonight with Jason and maybe Rick and Lori (who are getting married btw awwwww) to shoot some pool and drink some coffee.
I drank way too much last night and puked out the car door when Mr. Wallace was taking me home. It was totally from the three blunts and not so much from the three tequilas I had. I think it's good I'm not drinking tonight.