MORE of just what i needed

ahhh i just came back from a drunken night of debauchery at a bar w/a gf. we drank, met some hot guys, i met someone interesting & ended up making out with him. but let me back up...

let me give you some backround. today was a kind of important day. it was the day of bf's show. (ok, he needs a new name- hereby called X). i had been waiting like a million years for his band to play another show. ok, more like 8 months...but whatever. since we first started going out, i looked forward to his shows. i beggged & pleaded for them to do another to no avail. they just don't play that often. jerks.

anyhow, i was soooooo looking forward to tonight's show. but shit happens, and me & X broke up. he said he thought it would be weird if i still came. i kind of agreed. still, today was a hard day for me. i kept imaging all the fun they would be having without me. i thought of the band groupie ho-bags that X could now pick up on. blech.

i was on the verge of tears quite a few times today. i'm embarassed to say, but it really hit me hard today. i saw a guy with a band t-shirt on that was X's favorite. i remember wearing that t-shirt to bed a few times. i checked my e-calender, it buzzed me not to forget about the show tonight. like i could forget even if i wanted to! i tried to focus my attention elsewere, but FUCK it's difficult.

i figured i didn't want to be stuck at home alone tonight, wallowing in sorrow and drinking. so why not go OUT and wallow in sorrow and drink?!?! that's exactly what i did.

mind you, i AM still a little buzzed from this evening's activities but oh well...

i walk into the bar and spot a cutie. my gf ends up knowing him, he's a buddy of hers. i tell her fix me up. we flirted all night long. my gf ROCKS as a wingman & kept excusing herself to go to the bathroom at opportune moments. gotta love that. so i get a little more bold and do the "accidental brush my face on his" when i lean in close to talk (it's a loud bar). i also managed to rub my boobs on him a few times when we talked...just for good measure. i'm not sure how it came about, but i remember the convo turning to his dick. (i can't believe what drunkity guys are willing to do for two cute girls!!!) i think my gf told him to show it to me. well, i only caught a glimps but i *did* get a handfull...niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice!!! oh man, i still can't believe i grabbed some guy's dick in a bar. ha ha!!!

we hit it off and by the end of the night we are dancing to te crappy irish folk band playing at the place. i was drunk from the vodka/cranberrys he bought me in addition to his charm and humor. i was smitten. the flirting all night had me hooked.

i don't know what got into me but i found myself all over this guy and kissing him by last call. he was quite the eager participant, so i didn't feel so scandalous. i gave him my number.

we shall see if he calls. of course, i hope he does. if not, there's always next weekend!!!