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I feel that I should begin a blog about my dealings with the men of LA because it's getting a little ridiculous. I could be the next big blogger, yo. Or not... because I think every girl here has the same crappy experiences.
The latest? My friend invited her friend out with us last night - he's really cute but she told us before we met him that he has a girlfriend (back in Iowa). So we go out, he's getting pretty drunk, and he is allllll over me. I have to claim a little responsibility because I wasn't really drunk but still - he was groping me, he had me sit on his lap, he was just generally all up in my grill. We ended up staying out pretty late and he asked her if he could crash on her couch. Her apartment is dirty and he ends up crashing on MY couch. We all know where that probably could have led... but I couldn't. I felt way too bad about the whole situation. I could have been that long-distance girlfriend, you know? So...when he tried making the moves, I patted his head, gave him a blankie, told him to go to bed, and went back to my room.
If any of you have any inkling of how sexually frustrated I've been lately...and how cute the guy was...you will be very proud of me. Haha. I'm a little disappointed in myself that I even considered it, but the good thing is that I didn't do a damn thing.
P.S. I love Big Wang's. The men there are always DELICIOUS! It's so much better than staying around fucking Burbank.
The latest? My friend invited her friend out with us last night - he's really cute but she told us before we met him that he has a girlfriend (back in Iowa). So we go out, he's getting pretty drunk, and he is allllll over me. I have to claim a little responsibility because I wasn't really drunk but still - he was groping me, he had me sit on his lap, he was just generally all up in my grill. We ended up staying out pretty late and he asked her if he could crash on her couch. Her apartment is dirty and he ends up crashing on MY couch. We all know where that probably could have led... but I couldn't. I felt way too bad about the whole situation. I could have been that long-distance girlfriend, you know? So...when he tried making the moves, I patted his head, gave him a blankie, told him to go to bed, and went back to my room.
If any of you have any inkling of how sexually frustrated I've been lately...and how cute the guy was...you will be very proud of me. Haha. I'm a little disappointed in myself that I even considered it, but the good thing is that I didn't do a damn thing.
P.S. I love Big Wang's. The men there are always DELICIOUS! It's so much better than staying around fucking Burbank.