This post is about a month late... but I completely forgot about it until now.
After we decided we were done with Ale House, we decided we were going to go there for Halloween (told you it's a #latepost!). The problem with that was that Lenny was coming with us and before this, I'd NEVER taken a boy there. I'd met up with Fitch and Matt there, left with Salty, and been undressed with Aladdin's eyes for the past year...but I had never shown up with a guy before.
And then I showed up with Lenny. Surprisingly, Salty still got all of us in, my favorite bartender still hooked up my drink and our spot up by the DJ was open. Everything was great until I felt Aladdin' s eyes bearing into me.
Then shit got awkward.
Of course when Lenny is drunk he's all over me...and he was trashed. Normally I don't mind, but I could SEE Aladdin killing him with eyes.
And then he started dancing with Charlii while staring straight at me.
And then he disappeared. I thought I was off the hook and maybe he'd go work a different area... and then I felt his hands around my waist and his crotch all over my ass.
And then we left because I was done.
Saturday
Friday
Why So Serious?
Four months.
Lenny and I have been dating for four months now and until yesterday, I thought we were doing a (relatively) good job of keeping things simple.
And then I had to call my grandma and tell her I was bringing a black boy home with me for Thanksgiving (because he somehow invited himself over).
All in all, things went really well. Though, Grams did ask why he has his hair like he does (dreads) and my grandpa asked if he was a pimp.
It definitely could have been worse.
Tuesday
I Don't Want Your Beef Jerky
Dear Men of the World,
I know being fit and being tan go hand-in-hand, but no one thinks a body builder tan is attractive. I don't even know that people find body builders attractive.
This is NOT cute.
Fortunately, what this guy has going for him is that his "tan" is likely sprayed/painted on. He didn't spend days on end in the sun or under artificial light to get this color. His skin doesn't look like beef jerky.
Unfortunately for the guys we met on vacation, they HAD spent weeks in the sun (two) and their coloring was very similar to what you see above. They were an interesting bunch.
Their girlfriends didn't like us very much... which was ok because we didn't like their boyfriends very much, they just kept talking to us and kept ordering us drinks from the bar, so it's not like we were going to walk away.
After hours of dirty looks and snide comments ("I HATE girls.") and a bucket or two of beers, we finally had enough.
"Have a good night guys, we're gonna go get ready for dinner, we've had our fill of beef jerky."
Thursday
Girls' Trip!
Ahhh.
November is quickly becoming my second favorite month
because, apparently, I like to vacation in November.
Last year it was the roadtrip across the dirty south.
This year? Girls’ trip to Mazatlan!
Seven days in the sun, sand, and a drink in our hand!
Ohhhh the possibilities!
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