OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO what fun was had last night.
went to Porter's Pub, as is the Wednesday night ritual, sometimes fun sometimes not, but last night was great.
went to friend mike's for afterbar. this woman comes along, then starts calling us freaks, and lame, because we didn't have any cocaine. Now, i haven't a problem with people who do cocaine, whatever you want to do, I guess, but this chick starts flipping out because she claimed brian told her that we had cocaine. THEN has the nerve to say "the only reason a man would lie to a woman about having cocaine is to get a piece of pussy". Now, if you know brian, you know that he's going through a rough time right now, a bad divorce/separation thing with two beautiful children, and he is NOT the one night stand type. so when we all started laughing at her, she gets all pissy and stomps out, leaving the door open so the dog, who is not supposed to go out without a leash, runs out the door. dumb whore. at least the dog came back after an hour.
but other than that, the night/morning was a wonderful success. i got smooched by the boy upstairs
me and bobbi were talking about it and i think i've come to the conclusion that i'm not going to be able to have a really very good relationship with anyone, casual or otherwise, until exboy moves away to denver. every guy i see i compare to him, and they never measure up. and i think there's this niggling little thought in the back of my mind that hey "maybe he'll decide he's so in love with me he won't leave". but that's really unfair cuz i don't think i love him enough to pull up roots and move to denver, so how can i expect him to stay here? but alas, seeing him as often as i do sort of ruins any potential relationships that i might get into.
so what about the boy upstairs? ha, you tell me.
where's my rubber piggy?
went to Porter's Pub, as is the Wednesday night ritual, sometimes fun sometimes not, but last night was great.
went to friend mike's for afterbar. this woman comes along, then starts calling us freaks, and lame, because we didn't have any cocaine. Now, i haven't a problem with people who do cocaine, whatever you want to do, I guess, but this chick starts flipping out because she claimed brian told her that we had cocaine. THEN has the nerve to say "the only reason a man would lie to a woman about having cocaine is to get a piece of pussy". Now, if you know brian, you know that he's going through a rough time right now, a bad divorce/separation thing with two beautiful children, and he is NOT the one night stand type. so when we all started laughing at her, she gets all pissy and stomps out, leaving the door open so the dog, who is not supposed to go out without a leash, runs out the door. dumb whore. at least the dog came back after an hour.
but other than that, the night/morning was a wonderful success. i got smooched by the boy upstairs
me and bobbi were talking about it and i think i've come to the conclusion that i'm not going to be able to have a really very good relationship with anyone, casual or otherwise, until exboy moves away to denver. every guy i see i compare to him, and they never measure up. and i think there's this niggling little thought in the back of my mind that hey "maybe he'll decide he's so in love with me he won't leave". but that's really unfair cuz i don't think i love him enough to pull up roots and move to denver, so how can i expect him to stay here? but alas, seeing him as often as i do sort of ruins any potential relationships that i might get into.
so what about the boy upstairs? ha, you tell me.
where's my rubber piggy?
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well maybe
though, i have no one to take the pics. *cry cry*
i have to do them all myself.
mmm, so if i camp on your couch, you'll do all the work?