I had so much fun last night!
After serving dinner to my *stalker* and her friend, I got out of work pretty late. They were hinting about sex and drugs and since they're leaving town forever....
It's an intriguing notion, of cousre. But is it worth doing just because I can?
So after work, I picked up Courtney and Alisha at the Cinch. I have well over two thousand flyers to hand out in the next week, so I finished their Margaritas and we hit the town just before midnight.
First stop, 1028 Geary. The place was dead but a handful of good friends were there. I was beaming with excitement and energy. Next stop was House of Voodoo's Anniversary party. Good crowd. I handed out lots of flyers. Courtney jumped into my arms and we danced to silly songs like 'show me your pussy'. The girls from the restaurant were there. I just have no interest in them what so ever.
We then made it to Paradise Lounge just before last call. The minute we walked in, I lost the girls. gone. So I went up to the VIP room and found Kendra, a lovely youg lass who bought me at the charity auction a few weeks back. Her best friends and roommates piled up all around me. I must have looked like some sic pimp. Guys who normally don't have time to say hi to me were totally going out of their way to get my nod.
So there I was... 2:45 am... on the sidewalk making out with girl named Kendra. Alisha and Courtney were waiting in my car whining about 'feed us we're hungry!" and my phone was ringing with *stalker* and her friend wanting to meet me at my house for some horror I dont want to imagine.
I think I made the wrong choices from that point forward. Or at least that's how I felt as I watched the sun rising for the second time this week.
Once again I'll leave the ending in suspense.
goodnight all
After serving dinner to my *stalker* and her friend, I got out of work pretty late. They were hinting about sex and drugs and since they're leaving town forever....
It's an intriguing notion, of cousre. But is it worth doing just because I can?
So after work, I picked up Courtney and Alisha at the Cinch. I have well over two thousand flyers to hand out in the next week, so I finished their Margaritas and we hit the town just before midnight.
First stop, 1028 Geary. The place was dead but a handful of good friends were there. I was beaming with excitement and energy. Next stop was House of Voodoo's Anniversary party. Good crowd. I handed out lots of flyers. Courtney jumped into my arms and we danced to silly songs like 'show me your pussy'. The girls from the restaurant were there. I just have no interest in them what so ever.
We then made it to Paradise Lounge just before last call. The minute we walked in, I lost the girls. gone. So I went up to the VIP room and found Kendra, a lovely youg lass who bought me at the charity auction a few weeks back. Her best friends and roommates piled up all around me. I must have looked like some sic pimp. Guys who normally don't have time to say hi to me were totally going out of their way to get my nod.
So there I was... 2:45 am... on the sidewalk making out with girl named Kendra. Alisha and Courtney were waiting in my car whining about 'feed us we're hungry!" and my phone was ringing with *stalker* and her friend wanting to meet me at my house for some horror I dont want to imagine.
I think I made the wrong choices from that point forward. Or at least that's how I felt as I watched the sun rising for the second time this week.
Once again I'll leave the ending in suspense.
goodnight all
trixie:
i can't help but read your journals because at this point they are just ridiculous. I hope the real you is okay.