I was kind of naughty last night. I ended up going to meet my neighbors at this local downtown bar, but as soon as I got there, they asked if I’d check out another place “next door”. Sure, fine. As long as we don’t have to drive anywhere.
Turns out, there’s this bar that I’d NEVER known about because it’s an unmarked door in the middle of the block. You go upstairs and voila! Super dive-y, but really quite fun. I was excited to find out about this place.
Last night they were having a Soul Train New Years party, which was kind of cheesy (staff dressed in sequined stretch pants and giant afros and such), but at the same time it was tons of fun because the music was a blast from the past and they were showing old Soul Train videos on the TVs around the place.
My neighbors are OK - they are the ones who had the party a couple of weeks ago that I ghosted. They didn’t say anything about it because I know they were so drunk that they probably don’t even know how their own party ended.
They’re younger than me, but not really by a whole bunch, and like I said, they’re fine and fun, but not really the kind of folks that I’d necessarily hang out with. It’s just that they did invite me and I had gotten everything I wanted to get done and I was getting a little down in the dumps, so I decided to just go to see if it would make me feel any better.
ANYWAY, the party was fun and I decided to have a little fun with the Bulldog because he told me that he was probably going to stay at home and I said I was too. I think he may have been looking for an invitation? Hm.
Regardless, I texted him a photo of the Fireball Guy and it was ON. AGAIN. Texts were flying and he was telling me to watch my drinks closely because I could get roofied and I moved into damsel in distress mode and…ugh what a game we played.
Bottom line, he came out shortly after the ball dropped and the kisses were kissed (bummer) and “rescued” me and took me back to my place where I proceeded to ravage him as I’m wont to, which was all part of his plan, I’m sure.
Look. This stuff is fun, but I’m sort of getting over it all. It’s really nice to have someone to fuck (oh, and by the way, these sessions seem to be getting more passionate as we go on…strange), but I really and truly want a relationship. And he refuses to oblige. And if I really sat myself down and thought about it, I’m sure I’d agree with that move on his part.
Still, these things I know about myself when I’m in a relationship: I’m a better person; I take better care of myself; I have someone to dote on; I have someone I can pick up the phone and know that they will just be there, as will I; I’m just happier all around. Relationships look good on me! And they feel good too.
OK. I gotta roll. I want to do a quick workout and then get ready to go dancing with my friend Emily and some other girls. Em has been wanting to go out for months now, but she has a child with special needs and she can rarely get out. Well, tonight’s the night and we ‘re going dancing.
I can’t promise that I won’t get rescued again by the Bulldog, but I have a feeling that there will be other knights out there who could possibly do the same trick.
It’s been an interesting first day of 2016 so far. Let’s keep that momentum going!
Love,
GS
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