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Funny the people you see...when you're drunk! Last night was good, and I've got another old bud from college coming to visit later in the week too. He couldn't make it last night, but that didn't stop Jewboy, Halfie, and I from having fun. We all met at my house as it was between both of theirs, and we hung out and got drunk. We realized, rather early, that it was midnight, which means nothing was open in Brighton. So, all of our amusements revolved around drinking and playing board games (our usual college fare). I got trashed as Jewboy made us clean the bottle of rum before we left to get some food at Little Chef. We decided to do the last quarter of it as shots for losing Jenga. I lost about four times, two of which were because I was pulling the pieces too fast so I'd look cool. I decided that the world needs more Jenga competitions though because it's a game that doesn't determine a winner, just a loser, and I was quite the Jenga loser when we left. Both of my buds were confused that I was STILL drunk when we made it to the diner. I warned them I was a lightweight, and I could stay lit for a couple of hours with just what they gave me. They laughed, and I managed to order some potato skins. I can't remember what they tasted like, but I wolfed them just the same. I did find it odd that I was the only one having coffee, but they both left at 5am claiming I was going to bed early, so I guess I was the only one who was tired. Anyway, we ate, and as I was leaving I nearly shat myself. Over in the smoking section, was my EX!! My FIRST boyfriend EVER! He was with a big group, and I wasn't sure if I should say hi or not. I kept peeking over though, because I had to make sure it was really him. It was, and I confirmed it by spotting his brother and cousin over there too. I half wanted to say hi, but I knew I was drunk and I'd end up blurting out everything about my life just to impress him. That wouldn't do. I also remembered that he used to beat me (we only dated in Middle School), and I wasn't sure if I should invite his bullshit back into my life. He kept seeing me notice him though, so I wasn't being ignored, but I felt intimidated so we took off without my saying hi. I lamented this as soon as we left, but the only other way I know how to contact him is through his grandma, and that wouldn't work. Who knows though, he might still be living there! I probably shouldn't though. My morbid curiousity just wants to know how he's turned out so far and maybe get a look at his cock. The latter is pure curiousity though. The idea of doing him grosses me out beyond measure, but I am generally curious. What can I say...I want to know if I had a knack for finding the big ones, or if I was smart to leave him when I did. What weird shit exes bring up!! As the board is down, I'm not anticipating any business, but I only need to see one person this week. That's my goal. I feel really shitty today though so I'm not pushing myself. I just wish I could get my messages. Daphne |