I went out to the Mercantile and Faces tonight with my roommate and three other guys. Apparently gay clubs are the place for sleazy straight guys to grind up on girls while their guard is down. HOT.
It was kind of funny, though. We were eating nachos afterward and the guys pointed out the irony that I got hit on more than any of them, which is weird, considering the setting. Apprently I have much better gaydar than I realized, though. I guess technically in this case it would be straightdar, but the effect is the same.
I'm a little drunk.
Some guy at the movie rental place last night started talking to me, and asked for my number. He seemed okay, definite potential for potential, at least. But then he called me three times today. Three times. The day after I met him. That's not normal, I think.
I'm really tired, but I don't want to go to sleep. That's every night, though. But I've got nothing left to talk about.
It was kind of funny, though. We were eating nachos afterward and the guys pointed out the irony that I got hit on more than any of them, which is weird, considering the setting. Apprently I have much better gaydar than I realized, though. I guess technically in this case it would be straightdar, but the effect is the same.
I'm a little drunk.
Some guy at the movie rental place last night started talking to me, and asked for my number. He seemed okay, definite potential for potential, at least. But then he called me three times today. Three times. The day after I met him. That's not normal, I think.
I'm really tired, but I don't want to go to sleep. That's every night, though. But I've got nothing left to talk about.
jujubee:
I just added a pic!
lemonkid:
That dude has obviously not seen Swingers. I think I added a comment to your last journal entry by mistake.