Today is Thursday
I just have to remember that. I think I stupidized myself yesterday. Tuesday night I was going to get my work done. I wasn't going to drink. Neither of these things happened. I blame Petra, and cheap beer. I also succeeded in making an ass of myself (what's new) but things seemed to have blown over pretty well and I'm looking forward to more ass-making in the future.
Today I feel like wretched ass. Wretched horrible stupid ass. Last night I had an adventure, it turned out well. Fun adventures are fun. I am not particularly articulate right now (and just remembered I promised JJK an email) so I will have to give the bare bones. Went downtown with Katie to rencontrer un homme. We entered to the strains of heavy music, but good heavy, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. I turned to Katie. "I gotta say, I'm a little turned on right now". There is nothing like a hot guy without a shirt, playing guitar. As Dave would say, "so hot" in his high voice.
Met his bandmate en route to my second pint (note to self, buying beer as an excuse to check out a guy and get his attention, good. Getting loaded as a result, bad). We did the mutual introductions, and I mentioned that I had been invited by his friend and that if he could point him in the right direction it would be much appreciated. Point he did indeed. So we chatted, chatted, I got some sweet swag and gave him my phone number. Declined his invite to a party (French camp is too demanding) but he said he would call. Smoked a joint. That was my first mistake in what was almost a flawless evening for me. God forbid that I should get through an evening without doing somehting stupid. Well. I got so fucked up that I don't remember much of getting home, I am lucky to not be dead in a ditch somewhere.
Post Scripts:
More will probably be forthcoming when I feel better and have more time
MAD props to Katie for her wingman performance, I owe her bigtime
They cut my hair, I don't know if I like it yet, well, I like it, but I like it straightened and done nicely, its yet to be determined if I can pull that off myself.
Figure that calling Katie to say thanks and let her know I'm alive is in order, JJK will have to wait!
Today I feel like wretched ass. Wretched horrible stupid ass. Last night I had an adventure, it turned out well. Fun adventures are fun. I am not particularly articulate right now (and just remembered I promised JJK an email) so I will have to give the bare bones. Went downtown with Katie to rencontrer un homme. We entered to the strains of heavy music, but good heavy, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. I turned to Katie. "I gotta say, I'm a little turned on right now". There is nothing like a hot guy without a shirt, playing guitar. As Dave would say, "so hot" in his high voice.
Met his bandmate en route to my second pint (note to self, buying beer as an excuse to check out a guy and get his attention, good. Getting loaded as a result, bad). We did the mutual introductions, and I mentioned that I had been invited by his friend and that if he could point him in the right direction it would be much appreciated. Point he did indeed. So we chatted, chatted, I got some sweet swag and gave him my phone number. Declined his invite to a party (French camp is too demanding) but he said he would call. Smoked a joint. That was my first mistake in what was almost a flawless evening for me. God forbid that I should get through an evening without doing somehting stupid. Well. I got so fucked up that I don't remember much of getting home, I am lucky to not be dead in a ditch somewhere.
Post Scripts:
More will probably be forthcoming when I feel better and have more time
MAD props to Katie for her wingman performance, I owe her bigtime
They cut my hair, I don't know if I like it yet, well, I like it, but I like it straightened and done nicely, its yet to be determined if I can pull that off myself.
Figure that calling Katie to say thanks and let her know I'm alive is in order, JJK will have to wait!
posted by Care @ 6:39 p.m.
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