I got home this morning at 6 AM, after 3 different subway transfers due to falling asleep and missing my stop. Damn. I think the alcohol caught up with me as the night was ending, as per usual.
I met the coolest dude last night. He came up right to me, _bossanova_, and siamkittie and asked us how we got to be such good dancers. He was cute, funny, and charming, and a teacher! Naturally. We chatted for at least 10 minutes, then he said, "I'm going to get a beer, I'll be right back," and peaced the fuck out! I saw him later downstairs when we went to get our coats dancing ALONE. Ok, loser. If he was parusing for hotter girls than us, unlikely.
Good times. And happy birthday to me!
I met the coolest dude last night. He came up right to me, _bossanova_, and siamkittie and asked us how we got to be such good dancers. He was cute, funny, and charming, and a teacher! Naturally. We chatted for at least 10 minutes, then he said, "I'm going to get a beer, I'll be right back," and peaced the fuck out! I saw him later downstairs when we went to get our coats dancing ALONE. Ok, loser. If he was parusing for hotter girls than us, unlikely.
Good times. And happy birthday to me!
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-TM
The dudes were lame. I have no idea where the kind of men I like hang out, but I have yet to find it in NYC. So far I've been the victim of happy accidents.
We'll probably see him again.