honeychile007

So my best friend asked me and my girlfriend to meet him at some hot spot in downtown. Now, she and i have been fumbling through Fridays, since our bartender was fired. So we said yes. He's my oldest friend, and because of our schedules, we really don't get to see each other that much anymore. So more than anything, we wanted to hang with him. The thing with him is that he's always on the prowl for 'sluts'. His word, not mine. My girlfriend and I realized last night, that while we may not love it when the 40 year old guys come up to us to strike up a conversation, as they try (unsuccessfully) to get into our pants, that's more our crowd. A nice laid back spot, where we could just hang and have a good conversation, without having to shout. Where you know the regulars, and they know you. And no one's really trying to pick up, because that's not why they're there. The place we went to last night was a scene. I haven't been to a scene in...ever? Lots of good looking people, guys and girls. Don't doubt that. Djs spinning house so loud you can't have a conversation without going hoarse. Which actually works out if all you want to do is dance and makeout with one of the many attractive 20 somethings that are there. I just wanted to hang with my friends, and tell stories and laugh. Not my thing. Not a bad place by any means, just not my kind of place.


No I'm off for pool time fun I really to work on my tan. I'm feeling pale