OK, I'm drunk and I want to make out with a cute to hot looking girl right now!! Is that too much to ask.
Went out with some of the regs tonight for a while. Personaly, I just wanted to stay home, but Z showed up with one of her weird friends and got me out. Actually, I just wanted to get this chick Z brought with her out of my house because she kept poking around my stuff and it was freaking me out.
So we went to one of the normal hangs, met with the normal hangees, and drank, listened to pretentious college kids play self-absorbed tunes, and drank. I drove on my own because I didn't want to stay out that long. Well that was about 10:00, now it's 3:15. So much for coming home early huh?
For some reason I got started to get buzzed, pretty early on, don't know if was from being tired or what, oh well, fuck it. I just felt like sittin and drinkin, chattin and snugglin, Thank God I have a few chick friends that are very accomadating in that way. I think it's mostly because they can get a free massage from me, oh well. So I gave about 6 twenty minute massages including two chicks I had never even met before, but they bought me drinks so it was all cool.
Well Z and I got cozy, as we do from time to time, and started snugglin and kissin. UNFORTUNATELY, Zs weirdo friend drank way too much, fell over, knocked over a table full of drinks, was asked to leave, and had to be carried out to Zs car by yours truely. I then had to follow them to Zs apartment, and haul the inebreated sack up two flights of stairs. Upon entering Zs shack, the chick immediately launches into yaking in various receptacles around the apartment, grossing out Zs roommates who immediately went into hiding and left us to clean up after.
In between each
the chick removes articles of clothing and increasingly evolves into a crying mode over some old bf or gf, I couldn't tell which, until she is stumbling around the apartment completely naked and wailing. Every time Z tries to put something on her, she either on it or throws it off while trying to hug and kiss on both of us. (Let me tell you something, it is a major turn off when any chick, no matter how good lookin she is fully clothed or naked, tries to kiss you with puke breath). This continues until she is at full sob and complete gibberish and finally passes out on Zs couch holding on to both of us for dear life. I finally managed to slip myself and Z out when she started snoring. Z and I both decided that the mood of the evening was pretty much killed, so I left.
Well now I am home alone with nobody to snuggle and make out with and kind of pissed. Oh well, fuck it, let's go bowlin.
Went out with some of the regs tonight for a while. Personaly, I just wanted to stay home, but Z showed up with one of her weird friends and got me out. Actually, I just wanted to get this chick Z brought with her out of my house because she kept poking around my stuff and it was freaking me out.
So we went to one of the normal hangs, met with the normal hangees, and drank, listened to pretentious college kids play self-absorbed tunes, and drank. I drove on my own because I didn't want to stay out that long. Well that was about 10:00, now it's 3:15. So much for coming home early huh?
For some reason I got started to get buzzed, pretty early on, don't know if was from being tired or what, oh well, fuck it. I just felt like sittin and drinkin, chattin and snugglin, Thank God I have a few chick friends that are very accomadating in that way. I think it's mostly because they can get a free massage from me, oh well. So I gave about 6 twenty minute massages including two chicks I had never even met before, but they bought me drinks so it was all cool.
Well Z and I got cozy, as we do from time to time, and started snugglin and kissin. UNFORTUNATELY, Zs weirdo friend drank way too much, fell over, knocked over a table full of drinks, was asked to leave, and had to be carried out to Zs car by yours truely. I then had to follow them to Zs apartment, and haul the inebreated sack up two flights of stairs. Upon entering Zs shack, the chick immediately launches into yaking in various receptacles around the apartment, grossing out Zs roommates who immediately went into hiding and left us to clean up after.
In between each
the chick removes articles of clothing and increasingly evolves into a crying mode over some old bf or gf, I couldn't tell which, until she is stumbling around the apartment completely naked and wailing. Every time Z tries to put something on her, she either on it or throws it off while trying to hug and kiss on both of us. (Let me tell you something, it is a major turn off when any chick, no matter how good lookin she is fully clothed or naked, tries to kiss you with puke breath). This continues until she is at full sob and complete gibberish and finally passes out on Zs couch holding on to both of us for dear life. I finally managed to slip myself and Z out when she started snoring. Z and I both decided that the mood of the evening was pretty much killed, so I left.
Well now I am home alone with nobody to snuggle and make out with and kind of pissed. Oh well, fuck it, let's go bowlin.
i would just like to say i also hate when people poke around in my stuff. specially when i don't know them.
hmm so all ya gotta do to get a massage is buy you a drink? damn...remind me to call you next time i'm in chicago.
have a better day