It's, like, 1:48am on Thursday (technically Friday) and I'm dangerously close to being cdrunk. I met a girl (tecyhnically I re-met a girl) , we flirted and talked and laughted... and I got the "I'm sort of seeing someone..." line when I asked for digits. Fucking shit! I don't buy it. But, I might be out of the game... we'll see. 
There's an Irish festival this weekend in Bridgeport (at which said girl will be chillin' and asked me to attend), but I've got a lacrosse tournament this weekend. Shit: flirt some more with this cute girlie, or go get my ass beat with metal sticks... I'm choosing the beating because those are my boys. Horpefully I'll see her later at that night. I mentioned the kilt and she smiled so I might have to break that bad-boy out.
Oh shap! I forgort to tell you... I got a new tat! Left arm, tribal, hurt like hell. I went all the way around the bicep. Damn that's some tender skin! Photos when I fukcing sober up. But, it's cool! I love it!
Is it me or do you fellas out there have a belly fetish? All these low-cut jeans and baby t-shirts and tank tops on honeys has totally stoked my belly fetish. I was cruising around SG and came across these pics from one of the female members (who ahsall remain main nameless) and she had these pics of her panties. Like 4 of them, different types of panties. Anywho, her belly was the cutest, hotest thing ever! EVER! And it got me thinking... I have a belly fetish! Hi. my name is Allied and I like cute womenly bellies! Hi, Allied!
I'm rambling and Im'm drunk. Bye. and have a good weekend.
Sober morning edit: OK, note to self, don't post rambling, silly journal entries when you're drunk. I'm leaving this up in tact as a reminder that I'm a knucklehead.
God, that's some embarrassing shit. Lesson learned.
Second lesson learned: sober up before you try to lay a rap on a honey. I probably sounded as smooth as Urkel or Screech, not to mention I was blowing the stench of Irish whiskey in her face for half the night. No wonder I didn't get digits. I'm lucky I didn't get smacked! Nice one, dumbass!
I uploaded some pics of the new tat. Enjoy.
Rickroyal, you have the unique ability to absolutely crack me up, offer great advice and make me feel like shit all at the same time. Way to go, bro!
My arm hurts, and the tattoo guy said to stay out of the sun and avoid contact, so I might have to skip the lax tourney. Maybe I can find some industrial-strength shoulder pads to protect the tat? Shit, what was I thinking?
There's an Irish festival this weekend in Bridgeport (at which said girl will be chillin' and asked me to attend), but I've got a lacrosse tournament this weekend. Shit: flirt some more with this cute girlie, or go get my ass beat with metal sticks... I'm choosing the beating because those are my boys. Horpefully I'll see her later at that night. I mentioned the kilt and she smiled so I might have to break that bad-boy out.
Oh shap! I forgort to tell you... I got a new tat! Left arm, tribal, hurt like hell. I went all the way around the bicep. Damn that's some tender skin! Photos when I fukcing sober up. But, it's cool! I love it!
Is it me or do you fellas out there have a belly fetish? All these low-cut jeans and baby t-shirts and tank tops on honeys has totally stoked my belly fetish. I was cruising around SG and came across these pics from one of the female members (who ahsall remain main nameless) and she had these pics of her panties. Like 4 of them, different types of panties. Anywho, her belly was the cutest, hotest thing ever! EVER! And it got me thinking... I have a belly fetish! Hi. my name is Allied and I like cute womenly bellies! Hi, Allied!
I'm rambling and Im'm drunk. Bye. and have a good weekend.
Sober morning edit: OK, note to self, don't post rambling, silly journal entries when you're drunk. I'm leaving this up in tact as a reminder that I'm a knucklehead.
God, that's some embarrassing shit. Lesson learned.
Second lesson learned: sober up before you try to lay a rap on a honey. I probably sounded as smooth as Urkel or Screech, not to mention I was blowing the stench of Irish whiskey in her face for half the night. No wonder I didn't get digits. I'm lucky I didn't get smacked! Nice one, dumbass!
I uploaded some pics of the new tat. Enjoy.
Rickroyal, you have the unique ability to absolutely crack me up, offer great advice and make me feel like shit all at the same time. Way to go, bro!
My arm hurts, and the tattoo guy said to stay out of the sun and avoid contact, so I might have to skip the lax tourney. Maybe I can find some industrial-strength shoulder pads to protect the tat? Shit, what was I thinking?
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hope yr feeling good and out meeting a hot chick. woo!