Oh Shit! It's so tough being loyal. Tonight I went to restaurant on my own. It was packed with early Christmas parties. I'm sitting there inocently when this hot chic starts giving me the eye. Naturally I indicate that I'm not available. But she carries on making signs for me to join her. So I make signs which must have told her I'm not available. She then starts moaning to he rest of her party. So I called the waiter over and ordered a bottle of chapange for her annonymously. It didn't work. She then lifted her glass at me. Now she was really good looking, but I'm determined to stay faithful to my lady in the Southof France.
Anyway the night goes on and this lady carries on flirtijg across the restaurant. Eventually she comes over to my table and sits down. "Why are you ignoring me?"
"But what are you after?" I replied, :
"I just find you interesting.".she says
"So does my girlfriend" says I.
Which worked perfectly.
I'm really a good boy
Later I sort of had second thoughts.She was very hot .
But my girl will be here in just over a WEEK.
By the way, did you notice I am very pissed while writing this journal entry?
UPDATE:
Oh dear, I've just woken up feeling decidedly sick. Last night was so not me. I honestly don't normally drink...at least never more than one glass of wine with a meal ,perhaps once a month.
I think my only excuse for the overdose last night was the party atnosphere I walked in to. Everyone seemed so happy so I thought "Why not" and ordered my first bottle of champers. Then I had another. Luckily I was also hungry so I ate loads of food, which helped soak up the drink a bit. About the hottie incident: On reflection I may have got myself into that situation. I have some recollection of staring at her and smiling. After all she was rather dishy. So I guess I have to forgive her for the response I got. That bloody devil must have been hiding in my bottle. Anyway alls well that ends well. I came home alone. Oh, and after that silly entry above ( written by the way with great difficulty) I crashed out on the sofa and woke up fully dressed about half an hour ago. First stop was the bathroom to gulf down a couple of Resolve...I'm sure you guys know about that magic concoction...It's made by the Seton Health Group. Best cure for a hangover or other over indulgence I know. But it's best to drink it down before you hit the sack, although it's also quite good in the morning. The main ingredients are: paracetomol, sodium and potassium bicarbonate and absorbic acid. You just pop one or two powders in a glass of water and drink it down while it's still fizzing.
So I guess that's my booze ration gone for this year, although I suspect the girl and I will wet our lips at the New Year's Eve ball.
P.S. Because I'm an honest chap, I have to tell you I found a screwed up napkin in my pocket this morning. It had a telephone number sribbled on it with the name Janet. I threw it away of course
Anyway the night goes on and this lady carries on flirtijg across the restaurant. Eventually she comes over to my table and sits down. "Why are you ignoring me?"
"But what are you after?" I replied, :
"I just find you interesting.".she says
"So does my girlfriend" says I.
Which worked perfectly.
I'm really a good boy
Later I sort of had second thoughts.She was very hot .
But my girl will be here in just over a WEEK.
By the way, did you notice I am very pissed while writing this journal entry?
UPDATE:
Oh dear, I've just woken up feeling decidedly sick. Last night was so not me. I honestly don't normally drink...at least never more than one glass of wine with a meal ,perhaps once a month.
I think my only excuse for the overdose last night was the party atnosphere I walked in to. Everyone seemed so happy so I thought "Why not" and ordered my first bottle of champers. Then I had another. Luckily I was also hungry so I ate loads of food, which helped soak up the drink a bit. About the hottie incident: On reflection I may have got myself into that situation. I have some recollection of staring at her and smiling. After all she was rather dishy. So I guess I have to forgive her for the response I got. That bloody devil must have been hiding in my bottle. Anyway alls well that ends well. I came home alone. Oh, and after that silly entry above ( written by the way with great difficulty) I crashed out on the sofa and woke up fully dressed about half an hour ago. First stop was the bathroom to gulf down a couple of Resolve...I'm sure you guys know about that magic concoction...It's made by the Seton Health Group. Best cure for a hangover or other over indulgence I know. But it's best to drink it down before you hit the sack, although it's also quite good in the morning. The main ingredients are: paracetomol, sodium and potassium bicarbonate and absorbic acid. You just pop one or two powders in a glass of water and drink it down while it's still fizzing.
So I guess that's my booze ration gone for this year, although I suspect the girl and I will wet our lips at the New Year's Eve ball.
P.S. Because I'm an honest chap, I have to tell you I found a screwed up napkin in my pocket this morning. It had a telephone number sribbled on it with the name Janet. I threw it away of course
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