Last night was fun...alot of fun.
I haven't gone out in such a longgggg time and I finally did. Those fourteen hour days are getting to me. One of the guys from work called me and the four of us (him and his girlfriend and me with my other half) went to play a little pool. I'm absolutely horrible at pool, I just embarrass myself when I play. By some fluke, I won.
I felt my lungs slowly collapsing from the unimaginable amount of smoke so I was ready to leave.
That got really boring after awhile (especially with the big black M's on my hands) so we decided let's head to a strip club. I've been wanting to go for quite some time now but my boyfriend kept turning me down. I think my bisexuality scares him at times...but that's a whole other can of worms.
So the first place I couldn't get in at all. I was kinda pissed. No prob, went to another one.
We landed at "Aloha." They let me in this time...for a $40 fee. DAMN! Forty bucks and I still ended up drinking
anyway. I sure as hell don't feel 20. Bastards...ha.
My waitress hooked it up and I ended up getting even more drunk than I had initially realized or intended for that matter. The girls were real there, they all weren't Ethiopian skinny. Alot of them were pretty thick (like myself) and damn they could move. I got my tits fondled alot...and for free at that! Of course I hooked up the girls. That was tons of fun.
So the boyfriend and I manage to get home in one piece. After hiking up three flights of stairs we continue drinking...and end up having sex in front of our roommate. How that happened I have no idea. I woke up this morning and realized what had happened. That was some weird shit.
So here I am now, a little hung over and tired, R&Ring on my Sunday off. I made a lovely brunch with eggs and fruit and blueberry toast and such. It was nice. It's a gorgeous day outside too. It's nice and cool with a breeze, very uncharacteristic of South Texas. I'm enjoying having the windows open and just hanging out with my men (my boyfriend and my dog).
I can't wait until I get to enjoy my weekends and nine-to-five days...only two more weeks! I sign my contract with New York Life on Monday (tomorrow)...I'm so excited!
That's the wildest night I've had since my college days about three years ago.
Back to the old grind.
I haven't gone out in such a longgggg time and I finally did. Those fourteen hour days are getting to me. One of the guys from work called me and the four of us (him and his girlfriend and me with my other half) went to play a little pool. I'm absolutely horrible at pool, I just embarrass myself when I play. By some fluke, I won.
I felt my lungs slowly collapsing from the unimaginable amount of smoke so I was ready to leave.
That got really boring after awhile (especially with the big black M's on my hands) so we decided let's head to a strip club. I've been wanting to go for quite some time now but my boyfriend kept turning me down. I think my bisexuality scares him at times...but that's a whole other can of worms.
So the first place I couldn't get in at all. I was kinda pissed. No prob, went to another one.
We landed at "Aloha." They let me in this time...for a $40 fee. DAMN! Forty bucks and I still ended up drinking
anyway. I sure as hell don't feel 20. Bastards...ha.
My waitress hooked it up and I ended up getting even more drunk than I had initially realized or intended for that matter. The girls were real there, they all weren't Ethiopian skinny. Alot of them were pretty thick (like myself) and damn they could move. I got my tits fondled alot...and for free at that! Of course I hooked up the girls. That was tons of fun.
So the boyfriend and I manage to get home in one piece. After hiking up three flights of stairs we continue drinking...and end up having sex in front of our roommate. How that happened I have no idea. I woke up this morning and realized what had happened. That was some weird shit.
So here I am now, a little hung over and tired, R&Ring on my Sunday off. I made a lovely brunch with eggs and fruit and blueberry toast and such. It was nice. It's a gorgeous day outside too. It's nice and cool with a breeze, very uncharacteristic of South Texas. I'm enjoying having the windows open and just hanging out with my men (my boyfriend and my dog).
I can't wait until I get to enjoy my weekends and nine-to-five days...only two more weeks! I sign my contract with New York Life on Monday (tomorrow)...I'm so excited!
That's the wildest night I've had since my college days about three years ago.
Back to the old grind.
New York Life - I've heard of that. Is that investment or insurance? You seem to be a real go getter and very intelligent.
Thanks for the comment!