New Orleans
So Trey has now confirmed that he will go with me to Southern Decadence. I haven't been to Southern Decadence since I went with Felipe and the gang back in 1998. This should be lots of fun.
I've also decided to let go of some of my past. In a big box sitting in the top of my closet are mementoes (the FRESHMAKER) from my past. Sitting in a ring box, all protected and shit, is the ring I gave Wes when we first started going out back in 1992. We had matching rings, we both bought them at the same time, and when we broke up, we gave them back to each other. The first time Wes and I went to Mardi Gras together, I caught Wes making out with some random guy on the dancefloor at OZ when he thought I was at Bourbon Pub with our friends. (dun dun DUN!! I've never been good at picking up on foreshadowing...) So anyway, when I caught up with him, I tore that ring off his finger and threw it down Bourbon Street into the crowd. He freaked out, I -was- freaking out, and one of my friends because Wes had no friends of his own went and -found- the damn ring in the gutter in that crowd. And Wes and I dated for 5 and half more years. The majority of which he was cheating on me. He even cheated on me with a straight engaged guy that was at his job. I found this out later from the guy's ex-fiance while working at Forum. I found out about a lot of it while working at Forum. But I digress. When I go to Southern Decadence this year...I am taking that damn ring. I'm going to finish what I should have finished that night. I'm gonna skip that thing so far down Bourbon Street no one will ever find it again. And then...I'm going to get very drunk.
Hilarity will ensue and a good time will be had by all...
I've also decided to let go of some of my past. In a big box sitting in the top of my closet are mementoes (the FRESHMAKER) from my past. Sitting in a ring box, all protected and shit, is the ring I gave Wes when we first started going out back in 1992. We had matching rings, we both bought them at the same time, and when we broke up, we gave them back to each other. The first time Wes and I went to Mardi Gras together, I caught Wes making out with some random guy on the dancefloor at OZ when he thought I was at Bourbon Pub with our friends. (dun dun DUN!! I've never been good at picking up on foreshadowing...) So anyway, when I caught up with him, I tore that ring off his finger and threw it down Bourbon Street into the crowd. He freaked out, I -was- freaking out, and one of my friends because Wes had no friends of his own went and -found- the damn ring in the gutter in that crowd. And Wes and I dated for 5 and half more years. The majority of which he was cheating on me. He even cheated on me with a straight engaged guy that was at his job. I found this out later from the guy's ex-fiance while working at Forum. I found out about a lot of it while working at Forum. But I digress. When I go to Southern Decadence this year...I am taking that damn ring. I'm going to finish what I should have finished that night. I'm gonna skip that thing so far down Bourbon Street no one will ever find it again. And then...I'm going to get very drunk.
Hilarity will ensue and a good time will be had by all...