@#%&***!!###@$%@!!!!!!!! - !

I'm SO not making any friends tonight....

Worked B&V as per usual, went to Matilda for cocktails and stalking.  met up with Miss Julie and a couple of male pals of her - we ended up heading over to Underbar after.  I ended up chatting to this guy Reuben, who was harmless enough, nice guy (certainly a lot less handsy than Miss Julie was - I swear she couldn't keep her hands off the girls)...my problem is, if you come up to me all attitude and "I'm so doing you a favour and I KNOW you want in my trousers ASAP" - I haven't the least reservation about being a bitch, but he was a nice enough sort, just not my type at all. I told him I had a boyfriend and thanks but no thanks and continued to chat with him in a very platonic way, Then the bar closed, and Miss Julie and her friend (the other bailed earlier) were gonna go for food, and Reuben invites himself along.  I elected to hop a cab and come home.  My karmic smackdown for saddling Miss Julie with this guy came swiftly in the form of my keys having completely fucking disappeared from my bag, my pockets, my jacket - they were nowhere to be found, which led to friend #2 I got to piss off, when I had to call Hamstress at the asscrack of 4:30 to get my spares. I will say she was very gracious, and beyond calling me a "dirty stayout" when she enquired exactly what time it was, she did not curse me, or throw the cat at me.

So my apologies to Miss Julie and Hamstress.

No other news.  Although my somewhat sotted girl posse at Matilda, which at the time included Misses Char, Julie, and Barb, were being *slightly less than subtle*  with their GET SOME!! bit at the bar, I managed to leave without being completely mortified. I'm thinking at this point in time, he's on to me...and I have a feeling that the next week might be rather revealing...I hope so at least.

And now I go to bed - at the asscrack of 5am - like the dirty stayout that I am.

The most annoying part of this, I suppose, is that I'm not even drunk - it seems if you're calling your friends at unseemly hours of the morning to retrieve keys and let your sorry ass into your own house, you should at the very least, be stinking drunk, and I, am not.

Comments

[Hamstress]

It was no problem, not to worry. Lucky I only had half a bottle of wine last night otherwise I probably would have slept right though the phone and the doorbell and that would have been bad.

[Miss Julie]

Don't worry about it. It was the best threesome I've ever had!! Ughhh... I'm so very kidding. I've had better...

[Jolly James]

Repeat after me y'all

Rule number one- Thall shall not drink and drive

Rule number two- Thall shall not drink and call