Meeting people is easy
So, my sexual dry spell has come to an abrupt halt. I’ve been slutting it up this week like woah.
Last Friday I had an accidental encounter with an out of town friend of Leah’s, after one too many Gin & Tonics. Those things are killing me lately. I hate having to go into work all hungover. Anyway… so, yeah. That happened, and while it’s not that big a deal to me that it happened, I wish it hadn’t. Oh well.
However… LAST NITE ROCKED! I totally hooked up with Hot Bartender Boy, aka Andrew. I really don’t know how I pulled it off, because from what I’ve heard he’s pretty oblivious to all the chicks who hit on him. And there are lots. Everytime I’m in there someone else mentions how hot he is, and how they’d like to do him. And I did. Which is pretty cool. HOWEVER, I was once again highly intoxicated, although I have a good recollection of everything that happened all night long, which is a big plus and an improvement for me.
This morning, or afternoon really, was kind of funny. I gathered that Andrew really doesn’t do the one-night thing very often, which I usually don’t either. This week is an anomaly, I swear. So we talked about how drunk we were, and how it’d be cool to get to know each other sometime when we’re sober. J
So, he has my number, and hopefully he’ll call. If he doesn’t, then I guess I was wrong about him. But, I think it could develop into something, maybe. I’m not naïve enough to think that it will for sure, but I think there’s a good chance.
Finally, a cute indie boy with curly hair who may like me. Kinda sweet.
And I have to give props to the band Evil Beaver for meeting Leah and I, liking us, and putting us on their guest list so we could see their show. Had they not done that, nothing ever would’ve happened last night. We would’ve gone home around midnight, alone and horny. Had I not hooked up with Andrew, the drummer from said band totally wanted to do it with me. Heh.
I am such a slut this week. But it feels kind of nice.
Gin & Tonics are my new enemy. *Shakes fist*
And now, I must eat and go to work. I’ll try not to suck any dick on my way through the parking lot.
Last Friday I had an accidental encounter with an out of town friend of Leah’s, after one too many Gin & Tonics. Those things are killing me lately. I hate having to go into work all hungover. Anyway… so, yeah. That happened, and while it’s not that big a deal to me that it happened, I wish it hadn’t. Oh well.
However… LAST NITE ROCKED! I totally hooked up with Hot Bartender Boy, aka Andrew. I really don’t know how I pulled it off, because from what I’ve heard he’s pretty oblivious to all the chicks who hit on him. And there are lots. Everytime I’m in there someone else mentions how hot he is, and how they’d like to do him. And I did. Which is pretty cool. HOWEVER, I was once again highly intoxicated, although I have a good recollection of everything that happened all night long, which is a big plus and an improvement for me.
This morning, or afternoon really, was kind of funny. I gathered that Andrew really doesn’t do the one-night thing very often, which I usually don’t either. This week is an anomaly, I swear. So we talked about how drunk we were, and how it’d be cool to get to know each other sometime when we’re sober. J
So, he has my number, and hopefully he’ll call. If he doesn’t, then I guess I was wrong about him. But, I think it could develop into something, maybe. I’m not naïve enough to think that it will for sure, but I think there’s a good chance.
Finally, a cute indie boy with curly hair who may like me. Kinda sweet.
And I have to give props to the band Evil Beaver for meeting Leah and I, liking us, and putting us on their guest list so we could see their show. Had they not done that, nothing ever would’ve happened last night. We would’ve gone home around midnight, alone and horny. Had I not hooked up with Andrew, the drummer from said band totally wanted to do it with me. Heh.
I am such a slut this week. But it feels kind of nice.
Gin & Tonics are my new enemy. *Shakes fist*
And now, I must eat and go to work. I’ll try not to suck any dick on my way through the parking lot.