Friday was my first night out in a while. Of course, I ended up drinking too much, so Saturday I was napping all day, trying to recoup my energy.
However, I did have fun Friday night, nonetheless. I ran into Ramon, who I had seen several weeks ago during
another night out. This time, his boyfriend was there. I immediately went up and started making out with his boyfriend, who didn't mind one bit. I was such a cocky bitch, as followed the makeout session up by whispering in his ear to say, "the next time I see you, I'm going to fuck you. Your boyfriend already gave me permission." I then told Ramon to call me so we could make that torta together. We've since talked and will be hooking up sometime in the next week.
I ran into my ex Jorge a few times. He had been avoiding me, and I finally got tired of it, so when I spotted him the last time, I went up to him and struck up a conversation. He seemed uncomfortable, and he snuck out of the discussion when a trannie from my gym walked by and introduced herself.
Sunday was mostly uneventful. I went out to eat with Mauricio, and we had a hard time finding restaurants that were open. I didn't expect so many businesses to actually close for the holiday. Chik-Fil-A? Sure. Circuit City? Wasn't expecting it to be closed.
T-5 days to my birthday.