Pride Night One...
Yesterday was awesome. I started out by going to class and taking an algebra quiz, which I aced. Not one wrong. I've taken three now and only one wrong total. Afterwards, I started to believe I was some kind of math prodigy, but by the time I got home I awoke.
I then went out and had lunch with my friend Pat. I hadn't seen him in almost a year and a half. We went to Dino's in Roseville to a gyro. Pat came in to the restaurant and he apparently gained twenty or so pounds. He is such a huge guy now. It was just shocking. We hung out there for about two hours talking about everything that has happened in the last year. He and his wife are having a baby, and is still drawing for DC Comics. Before I left for work, he gave me a handful of comics that he'd drawn or was given free from DC.
Work sucked, but I wasn't too terrible angry, because I had hopes of having fun later that night.
I left work, showered, read, cleaned up, watched an episode of Family Guy, then went to Jonny's party. I got there to find out that everyone was nineteen or twenty. Not that is too young or anything, but it does carry a different vibe than other parties; parties that I usually go to. People were already drunk and topsy. And of course there is the obligitory gay introduction. One of his friends is gay and he had to introduce me to him, but I just wasn't in the mood. So, I hung out with some co-worker/friends then left around eleventhirty.
I ended up at the 90's, where I was suppose to meet Joe. But he never made hisself known, so I watched the drag show for a while. I ended up eyeing a cute guy and introduced myself to him and his group of friends. I spent some time with him, but he was too wasted. He was definately cute, but when I knew he was that drunk, I started to lose my attration. Not so much because he was drunk, but because I knew I wasn't going to leave much of an impression(in the morning). So, when he left with his friends around one, because he was getting ill, I didn't feel that bad. He did give me his number, though.
So, I decided to find Joe, since I had seen him come in earlier when I was hanging out with those boys. I had slapped his stomach to get his attention, but he didn't seem to notice it was me. Anyways, I went looking for him, but quit my search when I saw this hotty. I asked him his name and we talked for a while. His name was Keith and we danced past two. He could dance. And I can assume with a certain amount of acurracy that he's a bottom. He didn't want to kiss though. But when we had to leave, that's all we did for about fifteen minutes outside of the 90's. He was so hot with a beautiful body. I asked if he wanted to go home, but he said "no". Instead he gave me his number and said to call him. I then asked what his plans were for Pride. And he said, "Spending it with you if you actually call me." I was like, duh, I'm going to call you. But who knows what was going on in his mind. Probly 14.2 ounces of alcohol.
So, I went home to an empty house and went to bed. I woke up around six o'clock, with incredible dry and hot. I decided to go into my roommates room and turn on her airconditioner. I slept till eleven then. Now I'm having breakfast. Man, life is great. I just hope this Keith doesn't get all coyote ugly on my(and vice versa).
I then went out and had lunch with my friend Pat. I hadn't seen him in almost a year and a half. We went to Dino's in Roseville to a gyro. Pat came in to the restaurant and he apparently gained twenty or so pounds. He is such a huge guy now. It was just shocking. We hung out there for about two hours talking about everything that has happened in the last year. He and his wife are having a baby, and is still drawing for DC Comics. Before I left for work, he gave me a handful of comics that he'd drawn or was given free from DC.
Work sucked, but I wasn't too terrible angry, because I had hopes of having fun later that night.
I left work, showered, read, cleaned up, watched an episode of Family Guy, then went to Jonny's party. I got there to find out that everyone was nineteen or twenty. Not that is too young or anything, but it does carry a different vibe than other parties; parties that I usually go to. People were already drunk and topsy. And of course there is the obligitory gay introduction. One of his friends is gay and he had to introduce me to him, but I just wasn't in the mood. So, I hung out with some co-worker/friends then left around eleventhirty.
I ended up at the 90's, where I was suppose to meet Joe. But he never made hisself known, so I watched the drag show for a while. I ended up eyeing a cute guy and introduced myself to him and his group of friends. I spent some time with him, but he was too wasted. He was definately cute, but when I knew he was that drunk, I started to lose my attration. Not so much because he was drunk, but because I knew I wasn't going to leave much of an impression(in the morning). So, when he left with his friends around one, because he was getting ill, I didn't feel that bad. He did give me his number, though.
So, I decided to find Joe, since I had seen him come in earlier when I was hanging out with those boys. I had slapped his stomach to get his attention, but he didn't seem to notice it was me. Anyways, I went looking for him, but quit my search when I saw this hotty. I asked him his name and we talked for a while. His name was Keith and we danced past two. He could dance. And I can assume with a certain amount of acurracy that he's a bottom. He didn't want to kiss though. But when we had to leave, that's all we did for about fifteen minutes outside of the 90's. He was so hot with a beautiful body. I asked if he wanted to go home, but he said "no". Instead he gave me his number and said to call him. I then asked what his plans were for Pride. And he said, "Spending it with you if you actually call me." I was like, duh, I'm going to call you. But who knows what was going on in his mind. Probly 14.2 ounces of alcohol.
So, I went home to an empty house and went to bed. I woke up around six o'clock, with incredible dry and hot. I decided to go into my roommates room and turn on her airconditioner. I slept till eleven then. Now I'm having breakfast. Man, life is great. I just hope this Keith doesn't get all coyote ugly on my(and vice versa).