it's 4am and i'm awake.
last night, meaning saturday night, i went to Gallagers ("the gay bar," as Cairo likes to call it) and had a pretty kick ass time. one of our friends was turning 21, so everyone got her good and drunk. we mingled, met new people. there was this absolutely adorable baby dyke there named Tiffany. as soon as i saw her, i wanted her.
the evening started slow. there was a drag kings show, x-mas themed of course. the catch this time was there was also an auction for items in each king's pants. Cairo bet, and won, the opportunity to reach down one of their pants. funny enough, it was the hottest king, and the same king we gave a ride home to the last time we were there. she has his phone number. i think she should jump all over that (tho the king does have a girlfriend). Cairo won handcuffs, so i got them being as she's allergic. (they r currently decorting the shifter in my car. u bever know when u're gonna need a sex toy in a pinch
)
after the show our group chilled and hung out for a bit. Cairo chatted with some people she met. i, however, went after Tiffany. i sat on her lap, chatted with her, and got her to dance with me. i freaked her. she freaked me. it was good times. we a took a break for a sec, only to rush right back to dancing. after our second round on the dance floor, we found the others playing pool. then i heard Cairo say something that inspired me. (paraphrasing) "subtlety is for those who don't really live life." i slipped up beside Tiffany and asked her if she was involved with anyone n she said no. i grabbed her hand, pulled her into the hallway, and we kissed. SCORE!!! my second girl kiss of all time.
the bar kicked us out around 1:45am, which was totally weak. we were all to congregate at the paper moon diner for after drinking feasting. me n cairo get there, but i get a call saying our 21 yr old friend is sick, so food has been cancelled, which would have been whatever, but i forgot to get Tiffany's number. ugh!!!
so i dropped off Cairo, and drove to work to sleep in my car for three hours before i had to wake up for work at 6:30am. i got home today and collapsed in my bed around 4pm. i just woke up 45 minutes ago at 3:15am.
what to do now....?
last night, meaning saturday night, i went to Gallagers ("the gay bar," as Cairo likes to call it) and had a pretty kick ass time. one of our friends was turning 21, so everyone got her good and drunk. we mingled, met new people. there was this absolutely adorable baby dyke there named Tiffany. as soon as i saw her, i wanted her.
the evening started slow. there was a drag kings show, x-mas themed of course. the catch this time was there was also an auction for items in each king's pants. Cairo bet, and won, the opportunity to reach down one of their pants. funny enough, it was the hottest king, and the same king we gave a ride home to the last time we were there. she has his phone number. i think she should jump all over that (tho the king does have a girlfriend). Cairo won handcuffs, so i got them being as she's allergic. (they r currently decorting the shifter in my car. u bever know when u're gonna need a sex toy in a pinch
)
after the show our group chilled and hung out for a bit. Cairo chatted with some people she met. i, however, went after Tiffany. i sat on her lap, chatted with her, and got her to dance with me. i freaked her. she freaked me. it was good times. we a took a break for a sec, only to rush right back to dancing. after our second round on the dance floor, we found the others playing pool. then i heard Cairo say something that inspired me. (paraphrasing) "subtlety is for those who don't really live life." i slipped up beside Tiffany and asked her if she was involved with anyone n she said no. i grabbed her hand, pulled her into the hallway, and we kissed. SCORE!!! my second girl kiss of all time.
the bar kicked us out around 1:45am, which was totally weak. we were all to congregate at the paper moon diner for after drinking feasting. me n cairo get there, but i get a call saying our 21 yr old friend is sick, so food has been cancelled, which would have been whatever, but i forgot to get Tiffany's number. ugh!!!
so i dropped off Cairo, and drove to work to sleep in my car for three hours before i had to wake up for work at 6:30am. i got home today and collapsed in my bed around 4pm. i just woke up 45 minutes ago at 3:15am.
what to do now....?
I don't remember Atwood's short story books (Wilderness Tips, Bluebeard's Egg) being too depresso; her poetry was way too harsh, though.