Whats been going on in 10eisha land?
Yesterday meg, james and I went shopping for apartment stuff. Still lacking in the furniture department but I have all my kitchen and bathroom needs satisfied.
Then Meg and I came back into the city and sat around my apartment for the afternoon/evening. Making messes, hooking up my Internet, wishing we had furniture.
Got a late start to getting ready. Meghan made me wear heels. By 9:30 on a Sunday night we were ready to take the city by storm. But we chose to check out the wine bar across the street instead
Really good wine kept us in really good conversation while we were waited on by a really hot/cool female bartender. I kind of loved her.
I almost snarfed or spit a mouthful of wine when meghan referred to my old cat as cat head and then as a correction saying big tail which made me laugh even harder. Meghan had tears streaming down her face along with her eye makeup and I was turning blue trying to hold wine in my mouth. Oh and for those of you that dont know, my cats name was bighead. Which also makes me laugh because Its really funny that my child self named a cat that.
Besides that small humorous conversation we pretty much figured out the problems of the human race in that 2 hours sitting at the bar. Good times.
As we were leaving a flaming young gay male ran up to us shooting quick fire questions at us that included are you lesbians because I have a lesbian cousin who would love you. We laughed with him for a while and said our goodbyes. We continued on our short walk home and suddenly he was behind us again a block later telling us that hes not a stalker so we stopped to talk again. At one point another flaming young male walked up and basically started molesting the first one. We assumed they were boyfriends by the way they joked around with each other and such. But then meghan and I started picking up on something neither of us has figured out..they were hitting on us? Were they? Sure seemed that way. Really weird and totally funny and we both regretted not taking a picture with them. Meghan did score one of there numbers. LoL. For professional reasons. But its still funny. So the moral of the story is that its not impossible for 2 females to be hit on my 2 gay males.
Came back to my place a bit tipsy and burned the fuck out of real garlic bread that was awesome anyway.
Made a big breakfast in the morning and here I am.
The end
Yesterday meg, james and I went shopping for apartment stuff. Still lacking in the furniture department but I have all my kitchen and bathroom needs satisfied.
Then Meg and I came back into the city and sat around my apartment for the afternoon/evening. Making messes, hooking up my Internet, wishing we had furniture.
Got a late start to getting ready. Meghan made me wear heels. By 9:30 on a Sunday night we were ready to take the city by storm. But we chose to check out the wine bar across the street instead
Really good wine kept us in really good conversation while we were waited on by a really hot/cool female bartender. I kind of loved her.
I almost snarfed or spit a mouthful of wine when meghan referred to my old cat as cat head and then as a correction saying big tail which made me laugh even harder. Meghan had tears streaming down her face along with her eye makeup and I was turning blue trying to hold wine in my mouth. Oh and for those of you that dont know, my cats name was bighead. Which also makes me laugh because Its really funny that my child self named a cat that.
Besides that small humorous conversation we pretty much figured out the problems of the human race in that 2 hours sitting at the bar. Good times.
As we were leaving a flaming young gay male ran up to us shooting quick fire questions at us that included are you lesbians because I have a lesbian cousin who would love you. We laughed with him for a while and said our goodbyes. We continued on our short walk home and suddenly he was behind us again a block later telling us that hes not a stalker so we stopped to talk again. At one point another flaming young male walked up and basically started molesting the first one. We assumed they were boyfriends by the way they joked around with each other and such. But then meghan and I started picking up on something neither of us has figured out..they were hitting on us? Were they? Sure seemed that way. Really weird and totally funny and we both regretted not taking a picture with them. Meghan did score one of there numbers. LoL. For professional reasons. But its still funny. So the moral of the story is that its not impossible for 2 females to be hit on my 2 gay males.
Came back to my place a bit tipsy and burned the fuck out of real garlic bread that was awesome anyway.
Made a big breakfast in the morning and here I am.
The end