Party Hardy
So fuck it if I have no friends, who needs them I had a fucking blast tonight and I stayed sober, can you believe that shit? Well Christina was supposed to call me tonight and go downtown with me but big surprise, she didn't callroll eyes I even told her "Look if you can't go I'll understand just call me and let me know." But she didn't, WTF is so hard about that? It's like everyone I meet does that shit.
So I went downtown to the Liquid Lounge, Yea it was hosting a sold out band show so I went to the green roomright beside it. Well it had a band setting up to play. I got a phone call from a guy I work with. I went to his place chilled for a bit and received some herbal tobacco. So I left there and went to Kerri and Angela's (I had to make a friendly appearance).
Then I went back to the Green Room and watched the band. Not what I expected at all but not a disappointment either. They were very unique and quiet good. But then they finished so I left, and what do I hear? Some Sweet house music coming out of the liquid lounge. So I stay there and dance virtually by myself for a good hour. I had a few stragglers come in and grind on my leg but not much.
So I had enough, the Dj played some really good house. I went and talked to his comrade, there is a group of them that take turns spinning. So I pick his brain about the scene in Reno and it's not good. The liquid lounge is about the only place playing some good electric. Well I ask him If he'd listen to a CD I mixed and if they like it will they let me get some play time. He said "No worries! We're not greedy with our equipment, bring it in."
And so it begins. I need my new bank to send me my card so I can get my CD mixer soon!
Oh so After that I went to Tronix (gay bar) lol I had a blast, It was packed, I took off my shirt to leave me in a wife beater because I'm getting back in shape and feeling good about myself. I had so many gay men hit on me it wasn't even funny but all of them approached me with "your straight aren't you?" Some of them still asked to dance with me and I said sure but then one of them touched me and tried to grind me so I pushed him away and he was all pouty.
Then I thought I was going to get my ass kicked because this hot chick comes up and starts grinding with me hardcore. Then this Latino Gangster approaches all pissy and tries to cut in well she wouldn't have it and pulled him face to face with her but ass to crotch with me. And it was like a sandwich, she was loving it but him and me are avoiding eye contact and an awkward situation. I don't give a fuck anymore; I'll dance with some guys girl if she starts. I'm not scared of situations like I used to be. It's weird I almost entice it to see what will happen. One of these days I'll get my ass kicked and learn my lesson. But it's been since before I joined the Army that I've brawled with anyone seriously. I'll admit back then I was scared as fuck of getting in fights and I got into my fair share but now, I don't give a fuck. I almost want to fight sometimes, just to see what will happen. Will I win? Will I lose? I could get stabbed or shot here in Reno, but I don't fear that anymore, and that's what really scares me.
And now I must fornicate with myself and try some of my new tobacco then crash until liker 5pm.
While listening to Regga-jungle and feeling determined determined
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So fuck it if I have no friends, who needs them I had a fucking blast tonight and I stayed sober, can you believe that shit? Well Christina was supposed to call me tonight and go downtown with me but big surprise, she didn't callroll eyes I even told her "Look if you can't go I'll understand just call me and let me know." But she didn't, WTF is so hard about that? It's like everyone I meet does that shit.
So I went downtown to the Liquid Lounge, Yea it was hosting a sold out band show so I went to the green roomright beside it. Well it had a band setting up to play. I got a phone call from a guy I work with. I went to his place chilled for a bit and received some herbal tobacco. So I left there and went to Kerri and Angela's (I had to make a friendly appearance).
Then I went back to the Green Room and watched the band. Not what I expected at all but not a disappointment either. They were very unique and quiet good. But then they finished so I left, and what do I hear? Some Sweet house music coming out of the liquid lounge. So I stay there and dance virtually by myself for a good hour. I had a few stragglers come in and grind on my leg but not much.
So I had enough, the Dj played some really good house. I went and talked to his comrade, there is a group of them that take turns spinning. So I pick his brain about the scene in Reno and it's not good. The liquid lounge is about the only place playing some good electric. Well I ask him If he'd listen to a CD I mixed and if they like it will they let me get some play time. He said "No worries! We're not greedy with our equipment, bring it in."
And so it begins. I need my new bank to send me my card so I can get my CD mixer soon!
Oh so After that I went to Tronix (gay bar) lol I had a blast, It was packed, I took off my shirt to leave me in a wife beater because I'm getting back in shape and feeling good about myself. I had so many gay men hit on me it wasn't even funny but all of them approached me with "your straight aren't you?" Some of them still asked to dance with me and I said sure but then one of them touched me and tried to grind me so I pushed him away and he was all pouty.
Then I thought I was going to get my ass kicked because this hot chick comes up and starts grinding with me hardcore. Then this Latino Gangster approaches all pissy and tries to cut in well she wouldn't have it and pulled him face to face with her but ass to crotch with me. And it was like a sandwich, she was loving it but him and me are avoiding eye contact and an awkward situation. I don't give a fuck anymore; I'll dance with some guys girl if she starts. I'm not scared of situations like I used to be. It's weird I almost entice it to see what will happen. One of these days I'll get my ass kicked and learn my lesson. But it's been since before I joined the Army that I've brawled with anyone seriously. I'll admit back then I was scared as fuck of getting in fights and I got into my fair share but now, I don't give a fuck. I almost want to fight sometimes, just to see what will happen. Will I win? Will I lose? I could get stabbed or shot here in Reno, but I don't fear that anymore, and that's what really scares me.
And now I must fornicate with myself and try some of my new tobacco then crash until liker 5pm.
While listening to Regga-jungle and feeling determined determined
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