I
hate them, hangovers. Today is one of those days that when your alarm
goes off you want to throw the covers over your head snuggle down and
forget that you had six capecods, four beers, and a cosmo the night
before. But you have a job that buys those drinks you had last night
(well, not really, buys the drinks but the outfits you wear to get free
drinks) and you must lift your head that feels like it weighs a ton,
walk through the maze of clothes and somehow get your ass in the
shower. Welcome to my morning. Gosh it was great. The plus side to
hangovers are the nights you had to get them. The people, the guys,
occasionally the sex, the woo hoo kind of times. I've been kind of
bummed lately to the point where I was getting cheap thrills by the
Asain men giving me a pedicure and rubbing their hands on my legs, and
haven't really had a woo hoo night...hang on ladies and gents... this
one was a true WOO HOO!
A fuck buddy... or an FB (Friends with Benefits works too) is an
interesting thing. MTV did a True Life episode on it. Can you be
friends with benefits or just have a casual sexual relationship with
someone? The couples in that never really did work out because one
person ended up having more feelings for the other person. A wise man
once said that you can't begin a relationship on a one night stand.
Now, I have heard several stories that disagree with that statement so
I am assuming that the person I heard that from was speaking primarily
about most situations. Ever since this person who considered me a FB
(and not the other way around) I haven't had sex. Nothing. It's been
wanted and desired but I couldn't go through with it. Last night I had
the opportunity... I suppose I could walk out to Colfax and pick me up
a quick fix everynight, but like I've said before and I'll say again I
prefer Quality of Quantity!!! I'm NOT a quick fix kinda girl- I'm not a
stopping point I'm the destination! AMEN!!!
Anywayz, the point of this story... Like I said I'm not a quick fix
kinda girl and for all those men out there that are looking for a buck
and fuck fest, well I am Happy and Ready and Willing to Reject that
Idea in ways you've never even seen before... I guess its the DEAL
BREAKER. It's one thing if you put it on the table, but it's another
when you try to steel it. You will get caught, atleast by this girl,
and it won't be pretty. Well not for you anyway! Example 1- Lets just
call this guy Charlie Brown... Invites me over to "watch" a movie
a.k.a. cop a feel while he pretends to be listening to me chat about my
day. So when we arrived at his house and he slipped into his bathroom,
for what seemed like an eternity, to brush his funky ass teeth and
splash on some cologne, only to emerge to put on some mood music and
cleverly tell me how interesting and beautiful I am, while slowly
trying to inch his way closer to my body. This is my favorite part of
the deal breaker... The SHUTDOWN! After we kiss for a few minutes, I
notice that there are no movies in sight, no tv, no nothing... When he
said "movie" I thought maybe he actually meant it, but we know
differently now. Most guys will atleast turn it on and watch 5 or 10
minutes before attempting what this Bozo did. I practically had to pry
him off me with the Jaws of Life, only for him to say "What's Wrong?"
and I said "Ok, lets watch the movie now.".... 5 minutes into the movie
he fell asleep. Now whether he fell asleep because he wasn't actually
interested in watching a movie at all, or because he's twice my age
(35+) and usually the nurse at the home puts him to sleep by 9... We'll
never know.
Gramps and I might hang out in the future... But its only because we
both share a love for disco.
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Posted by: Miles Turnbull | 05/16/2010 at 07:17 PM