Good times (sorry, I could not think of a better title)
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I was so consumed in my money troubles yesterday I didn�t even get a chance to update about the party Saturday night. The party was ok. I have been to better. Getting drunk made it much more interesting though. Raven (my alter ego) was doing what she does best�flirting. As usual I saw Oscar there looking just a fine as he always looks. I greeted him by grabbing his ass. I just can�t help it. His ass is just so grabbable ( I know that�s not a word, but I could not think of anything better). I didn�t dace at all. After two apple martinis and an incredible hulk I was having a hard time balancing myself on my 3-inch heels. But make no mistake; sitting down was a good thing. If I was not sitting down, I may have missed the lap dance Oscar gave me. Yea, I just about came all over myself. But I�m a lady. I attempted to act mature and not let my hormones get the best of me. I was doing a good job until Oscar started flirting with me. Usually it�s me doing the flirting. But this time, he was doing the flirting. And I soaked up every minute of it. Oscar invited me back to his house after the party. Usually I don�t do shit like that. But I was in a good mood so I agreed to go (No, I didn�t go by myself�I aint that stupid even when I am drunk. Rie came with me.) Oscar said that his brother would be at his house and some of his other friends. No big deal, right?? I would assume that good genes run in the family so Oscar�s brother must be as fine as him, right?? WRONG! Oscar�s brother looked more like Bone Crushers little brother. He was fat and nasty and had a nappy fro. And the boy had the nerve to walk around with no shoes and socks showing of his nasty ashy ass feet. Oscar�s other friend looked like an overweight version of Bizzy Bone of Bone Thugs in Harmony. In other words�Oscars friends looked like scrubs. The worse part of it all was Oscar had the nerve to invite hella females over to his house. Once I walked in, I knew I would not be there long. We stayed about 20 minutes and we were out. ------------ Moving On--------------- D and I are still talking. He wants me to invite him to my family�s annual get together in December. I have some serious reservations because we have only been talking for a few weeks and I don�t want to rush things and I�m really not ready for my family to meet him. I don�t want to hurt D�s feelings but I made the mistake of bringing a former boyfriend around the family too soon and I learned my lesson. I�m supposed to be cooking dinner for D tonight. Another night, alone in my house, with the fire place burning and our stomachs full of my good cooking...sounds like a setup to me. It�s going to take some serious will power to not end up in the bedroom. But I can do it. I�m strong. I think. |
11:15 a.m. || December 02, 2003 |
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