March 13

Friday the 13th of March 2009 was a strange night for me. Things that usually dont happen began to happen. I dont know if it was the fact that it was friday the 13th or maybe it was just that i had a lot too much to drink lol.

Fridays are the day that i have to wait till after 9 to make my escape into the grown up world. After all week of being with Mae at 9 oclock im ready to get out and about! That friday i made plans to meet my friend Kenn because he wanted to talk to me about important stuff.

I met him at the lockeroom, a bar, and we sat down and started talking. At that time his mom was currently in the hospital dying from brain cancer. His dad had called him to let him know that the DNR papers had been signed. Well this put him in a not so good frame of mind. The drinks helped to deaden the pain for him and to get him where he wanted to be. Inibriated.

After a few drinks i was ready to be a little rowdy and the Lockerroom wasnt the little rowdy i was looking for. So we hopped down the block to 2000 for bad karoke. We ended up sitting at the bar after sitting at a table for a bit. Personally i prefer to belly up to the bar instead of sitting at a table. All the action is at the bar anyways lol and that night was no exception, though i didnt know it at the time.

Lots of drinks and songs, and laughs followed. I ended up having to take my friend home early because he was trashed and not capable of public interaction any longer lol.

While we were sitting at the bar, i ended up talking to the guy sitting on my left. I drink and i get even more chatty lol. I was on my way to horribly drunk when i came back from dropping my friend off. I probably should have just gone home, but im pretty glad now that i didnt.

As it turned out i came back and ended up really trashed, but in the process ended up dancing and talking and doing shots with the guy who was next to me. Amazingly i wasnt paying for all the drinks! That was a plus because i usually end up buying me own drinks, which hey, im cool with.

Well somehow in the middle of all this i got up the courage to give the guy my phone number and email, and hell we even took a picture together that night. I was camera happy lol you should see the pic of me kissin my aunt jackie lol we look a lil lesboish lol. During all the dancing we ended up doing there was a lot of kissing.

I have no idea who started the kissing, but im sure it was probably me, knowing my drunk ass. But it was fun!

Here was a guy who actually got up and sang, who let me drag his ass dancing, and then danced like i know how to dance! Wow what a great night!

Bar closed and i unfortunatly drove home, but when i got home i ended up calling this guy and next thing i know....ive got a lunch date the next day!