Last Pleasure Elite show
So tonight is the grand finale of the last month and a half. I'm excited and a little sad that it's all over after tonight. It also signifies the start of a new project, and saying goodbye to TIOS. TIOS has been over for awhile, it's just hard to admit. Brian and I are forming a band. Idunno what direction we're going to go musically, but I don't really care as long as it's fun ya know. Rob is offering us some material to start of with, and I already have a stack of songs, and more in my head. It's fucking time. It's been time for a long while now.
Fucked up last night big time. Drinking and driving. Enough said. The one thing I promised myself that if I started drinking again, I would not drink and drive. Not only did I drive, but I drove to fucking Kent.
All I wanted to do was get away from this guy at Dave's bday party. He was creeping me out and scaring the shit out of me, and I really just wanted a big fucking hug in the safety of someplace else. This guy seriously scared the shit out of me...he was treating me like I was his girlfriend that he was gonna beat soon as no one was looking. Idunno, I've never been in a situation like that. I was trying to be nice and avoid him, but everything I said was taken offensively, and I just don't know. It was really fuct up. I could've called my dad to come and get me...he only lives like 5 min. or so from Dave's...but instead I got in my fucking car and drove 30+ min. North.
I called Justin to let him know I was alive, but wasn't at home, then stumbled out of my car and up the stairs. I got what I needed, I fell into a hug that made me feel safe...but I shouldn't have fucking did it. There's no excuse for drinking and driving. I mean fuck, I only live like 15 min. from Dave's house. But it's done and over with now.
I picked up Dan from the airport at 11:30 this morning, and told him what I did. I told him I didn't want him to be pist at me, but I can't keep anything from him either. He was dissapointed, but he wasn't pist, and he was glad I told him.
One nice thing I guess about going where I went, was that we got to talk more. I like quirky people, makes me feel comfortable. The more I hang out with my dom, the more I really think it's going to work. I like that I can talk about Dan, and he doesn't freak out or change the subject. It's cool. He pointed out some things he noticed about how Dan and I work together that I never thought about before. It gave me another perspective on our relationship. I used to not be able to understand how we compliment eachother so well. He's so normal, and I'm so fucking nutz ya know. My dom said I'm just the right kind of crazy to add some spice to Dan's life, but he can still chill in his normalcy if he needs to while I'm out being crazy someplace else...lol...it's hard to really explain the whole conversation.
Anyway, nails are done drying, gotta go rinse the hair dye, flat iron this shit, get my outfits together, make a skirt, find all my shoes...bla bla bla...it's a show day. :)
Fucked up last night big time. Drinking and driving. Enough said. The one thing I promised myself that if I started drinking again, I would not drink and drive. Not only did I drive, but I drove to fucking Kent.
All I wanted to do was get away from this guy at Dave's bday party. He was creeping me out and scaring the shit out of me, and I really just wanted a big fucking hug in the safety of someplace else. This guy seriously scared the shit out of me...he was treating me like I was his girlfriend that he was gonna beat soon as no one was looking. Idunno, I've never been in a situation like that. I was trying to be nice and avoid him, but everything I said was taken offensively, and I just don't know. It was really fuct up. I could've called my dad to come and get me...he only lives like 5 min. or so from Dave's...but instead I got in my fucking car and drove 30+ min. North.
I called Justin to let him know I was alive, but wasn't at home, then stumbled out of my car and up the stairs. I got what I needed, I fell into a hug that made me feel safe...but I shouldn't have fucking did it. There's no excuse for drinking and driving. I mean fuck, I only live like 15 min. from Dave's house. But it's done and over with now.
I picked up Dan from the airport at 11:30 this morning, and told him what I did. I told him I didn't want him to be pist at me, but I can't keep anything from him either. He was dissapointed, but he wasn't pist, and he was glad I told him.
One nice thing I guess about going where I went, was that we got to talk more. I like quirky people, makes me feel comfortable. The more I hang out with my dom, the more I really think it's going to work. I like that I can talk about Dan, and he doesn't freak out or change the subject. It's cool. He pointed out some things he noticed about how Dan and I work together that I never thought about before. It gave me another perspective on our relationship. I used to not be able to understand how we compliment eachother so well. He's so normal, and I'm so fucking nutz ya know. My dom said I'm just the right kind of crazy to add some spice to Dan's life, but he can still chill in his normalcy if he needs to while I'm out being crazy someplace else...lol...it's hard to really explain the whole conversation.
Anyway, nails are done drying, gotta go rinse the hair dye, flat iron this shit, get my outfits together, make a skirt, find all my shoes...bla bla bla...it's a show day. :)