5. So I have given up all things drinking for the month of December. Don’t laugh. I can do it. Remember that one time I went 17days....the main reason is my b-day, the other reason is my last drinking bout. I had waaayyyy too much in like the course of two hours, get this at brunch! I don’t want to look like one of those women who have been drinking every single day at breakfast, lunch & dinner, when I’m 40. So, no more vodka, at least for the next 30 days!
4. Mr. H and I hung out last weekend, Saturday night & most of Sunday. We went drinking (that was second time that day) and then he spent the night. I really didn’t want him to roll over & play hokey pokey, so I decided to sleep on the couch. Around 4am, he came & got me, and took me back to my room. He tried to pull me close & I moaned and pulled away. He tried to rub my booty and I scooted away. In the morning, I got up before him & jumped in the shower. Later that day, he asked why I didn’t accept his love-stick “gift”. I gave him the brush off...
3. I’ve been extremely busy after work. Hence the hiatus.
2. Brian sent me a random text on Monday, asking me if it was my birthday & how my Thanksgiving was. #random
1. Jason & I have been playing a little tag. We were going to try to hang out, but both have conflicting schedules as of late. We talked randomly this week, and I found out, he wants like a million kids. We all know how I feel about that....
P.S. I think I might give up love-sticks too. It’s been 7 weeks, and I haven’t been horny, not once...well maybe after my vivid dream last night. Oh & when I worked out with my trainer this week. Oh & when I....never-mind
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Friday, December 4, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Get My Groove Back
Just when I thought I narrowed it down, I didn’t. Thus far my choices for this weekend’s costume festivities are:
Virgin (courtesy of Jac)
Sexy Chef
Sexy Chauffer
Cheerleader (I was one last year)
Space Cadet
Ummmm. I can’t think of anything else.
I have two costume parties to go to this weekend. One on Friday and one on Saturday. I love the thought of dressing in costume and hanging out. Last year, I went as a cheerleader and had a blast!!! This year I want to be more creative, however, I have like 72 hours to get it together.
So this past weekend I went out one day, spent one with Mr. H, and chilled on the last one. I have considerably cut down on going out. At first I thought I should have a doctor to check my temperature, you know...to see if I had some kind of “lackofgoingout” bug going around. But in all honesty, I think I’ve kinda been all partied out. Lately it’s been the same thing, different day. I even dropped my signature drink for a new one. Maybe I should switch back. In any case, I’ll get my groove back this weekend!!! Sexy costumes always do it for me!!!
Virgin (courtesy of Jac)
Sexy Chef
Sexy Chauffer
Cheerleader (I was one last year)
Space Cadet
Ummmm. I can’t think of anything else.
I have two costume parties to go to this weekend. One on Friday and one on Saturday. I love the thought of dressing in costume and hanging out. Last year, I went as a cheerleader and had a blast!!! This year I want to be more creative, however, I have like 72 hours to get it together.
So this past weekend I went out one day, spent one with Mr. H, and chilled on the last one. I have considerably cut down on going out. At first I thought I should have a doctor to check my temperature, you know...to see if I had some kind of “lackofgoingout” bug going around. But in all honesty, I think I’ve kinda been all partied out. Lately it’s been the same thing, different day. I even dropped my signature drink for a new one. Maybe I should switch back. In any case, I’ll get my groove back this weekend!!! Sexy costumes always do it for me!!!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
The Weekend Update: I Suck
So this post was supposed to happen yesterday but I’m addicted to twitter (follow me), so I did nothing. I suck. The weekend was cool. No dancing on bars since I’m not engaging in my favorite pastime. Day 16 no vodka. I’m really serious about rocking my bikini’s in the DR (this one, this one & this one). Last week I started running. No vodka. No soda. No juice. Just water, club soda or green tea (although I slipped & had cranberry juice when I was clubbing...just a buffer between me and the vodka, that’s all)
Speaking of going out, Friday I was supposed to go out with Latino Papi Alex. I really didn’t feel like it, so I decided to make plans 1) knowing he hadn’t sent flair messages by Friday morning. 2) I know he’s flakey, and 3) he probably has a girlfriend. Yep. He only sends text messages. No calls.
His m.o. is trying to keep the lines of communication open by sending me “Mami, I miss you messages” (probably mass text messages) weekly, then once he gets a response, setting something up to make it seem like he’s so interested. Little does he know, that Sprint has this little online feature. I can now block numbers I don’t want to receive text messages from, yea for Sprint! (I’ll be on there this week entering phone numbers) So anyways, back to Friday.
I made plans with some chick friends. We went bar hoping, then I met another chick friend on U Street, for this waaayyy cool “world beat” party. Everyone from every nationality was there. It was SO amazing. It was like an underground we are the world lets all hug and be friends kind of place. Although it began to feel like you were walking into a hot box after awhile, it was so much fun. I danced so much my dress was soaking wet by the time I made it home. Good times. Oh, and there were some absolutely gorgeous guys there.
Saturday I had to take care of business. Latino Papi Alex sent me text messages. “you forgot mami”. Ummm, no idiot, you forgot. I was extremely tired, but I received an invite to hang on U street again by a couple of different people. I went to one spot. Scoped it out, then decided, to bounce. Ummm, was feeling blah.
Sunday Devin & I hung out for a bit on U Street (noticing a theme here). We had a good time.
This weeks agenda...TBD.
In Other News:
Not to rain on your parade, but I have to be a good Diva & keep you informed. Yesterday I came across this: New HIV Strain Found. Wrap it up people.
Speaking of going out, Friday I was supposed to go out with Latino Papi Alex. I really didn’t feel like it, so I decided to make plans 1) knowing he hadn’t sent flair messages by Friday morning. 2) I know he’s flakey, and 3) he probably has a girlfriend. Yep. He only sends text messages. No calls.
His m.o. is trying to keep the lines of communication open by sending me “Mami, I miss you messages” (probably mass text messages) weekly, then once he gets a response, setting something up to make it seem like he’s so interested. Little does he know, that Sprint has this little online feature. I can now block numbers I don’t want to receive text messages from, yea for Sprint! (I’ll be on there this week entering phone numbers) So anyways, back to Friday.
I made plans with some chick friends. We went bar hoping, then I met another chick friend on U Street, for this waaayyy cool “world beat” party. Everyone from every nationality was there. It was SO amazing. It was like an underground we are the world lets all hug and be friends kind of place. Although it began to feel like you were walking into a hot box after awhile, it was so much fun. I danced so much my dress was soaking wet by the time I made it home. Good times. Oh, and there were some absolutely gorgeous guys there.
Saturday I had to take care of business. Latino Papi Alex sent me text messages. “you forgot mami”. Ummm, no idiot, you forgot. I was extremely tired, but I received an invite to hang on U street again by a couple of different people. I went to one spot. Scoped it out, then decided, to bounce. Ummm, was feeling blah.
Sunday Devin & I hung out for a bit on U Street (noticing a theme here). We had a good time.
This weeks agenda...TBD.
In Other News:
Not to rain on your parade, but I have to be a good Diva & keep you informed. Yesterday I came across this: New HIV Strain Found. Wrap it up people.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Weekend Update: I Surprised Myself
Wow. Just wow. Today is day 8 of no vodka. I must say, I'm really quite proud of myself. I might reward myself with something special...like vodka. I went out Friday with Devin. First we went to this little jazz spot. We're sitting at the table, and he orders a drink he's quite proud of. He asks me if I want to taste it. I decline, then he nearly forces it down my throat (peer pressure). And you know what? I said fuck NO! Ohhh, but I wanted some. After we left the jazz spot we went and smoked hookah for a few hours. You know what goes well with hookah? Vodka. Yep, you can pair vodka with about anything. So we're sitting there smoking, talking. He's drinking, and I came so close to ordering a glass of red wine, a shot of vodka...vodka and wine together, but I didn't. We hung out the whole evening and I did well. I deserve something.
Saturday was even better. I ended up meeting P.A.T.T out, there was an open bar. Free top shelf whatever you wanted. Free. Totally f-r-e-e. I resisted. Damn, I'm good. And I'll be even better in six and a half weeks when I'm looking hot in my two piece on the beach. Speaking of P.A.T.T, the convo between us has improved. It's been strained the last month or so, but it's gotten better. Not like it used to be, but better.
Sunday was relaxing. I talked to Brian. Our first conversation since the "e-mail". We talked for almost half-an hour. Just like nothing ever happened. It was like I took a little vacation, got back, and we picked up right where we left off. Sunday must have that effect on people, because I spoke with Mr. Henry as well. Pretty much our first conversation in a month too.
Tonight's agenda...salsa.
Saturday was even better. I ended up meeting P.A.T.T out, there was an open bar. Free top shelf whatever you wanted. Free. Totally f-r-e-e. I resisted. Damn, I'm good. And I'll be even better in six and a half weeks when I'm looking hot in my two piece on the beach. Speaking of P.A.T.T, the convo between us has improved. It's been strained the last month or so, but it's gotten better. Not like it used to be, but better.
Sunday was relaxing. I talked to Brian. Our first conversation since the "e-mail". We talked for almost half-an hour. Just like nothing ever happened. It was like I took a little vacation, got back, and we picked up right where we left off. Sunday must have that effect on people, because I spoke with Mr. Henry as well. Pretty much our first conversation in a month too.
Tonight's agenda...salsa.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Day 4: No Vodka
8. I’m giving up drinking for ____ days (TBD). Today makes day 4 of no alcohol what-so-ever. It’s hard. Everything involves vodka. Happy hour, bars, clubs, doing laundry, watching a movie, nightcaps. I see vodka everywhere. One of my friends invited me to an open bar, with none other than vodka! Ummm, the only reason I’m temporarily giving up my favorite side-kick is so I can rock my two piece in the DR. The upside is I’ll save money, and hopefully lower my tolerance level to like 4 drinks a night, rather than 7. The downside...I can’t imagine life without my friend.
7. Brian will be here in 3 weeks...before the “e-mail” he asked if he could stay with me that weekend. Ummmm, well we know that’s out the window. What will be weird is running into him, or seeing him. Like we’ve texted and e-mailed since the “e-mail”. All very basic and general stuff though. No phone conversations.
6. I briefly spoke to Mr. Henry...
5. I’m going out tomorrow night with Devin...
4. Mr. Lame-o from Saturday was someone I met awhile ago. He keeps texting me. I’m trying to be nice, but....ehhhh
3. Boston in 3 weeks!
2. Vegas in 6 weeks!
1. The DR in 7 weeks!
7. Brian will be here in 3 weeks...before the “e-mail” he asked if he could stay with me that weekend. Ummmm, well we know that’s out the window. What will be weird is running into him, or seeing him. Like we’ve texted and e-mailed since the “e-mail”. All very basic and general stuff though. No phone conversations.
6. I briefly spoke to Mr. Henry...
5. I’m going out tomorrow night with Devin...
4. Mr. Lame-o from Saturday was someone I met awhile ago. He keeps texting me. I’m trying to be nice, but....ehhhh
3. Boston in 3 weeks!
2. Vegas in 6 weeks!
1. The DR in 7 weeks!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Somewhat Sober Now
I have no idea what I was trying to blog about last night. I don’t know who the “client” is. Seriously. I was three sheets to the wind. But Brian’s roomy WAS “thirsty”. He tried to talk to me, then he tried to talk to PATT, then he tried to talk to me. Seriously dude???
I had so much fun last night, I’ll probably be suffering all day. I didn’t get home till after 4am, knowing I had to get up & go to work. Somehow, Brian & Roomy talked me into hanging at their place after the club. I ended up fixing myself an omelet (no I did not cook for their “hungry asses”) and waited for PATT. I don’t know how we got split up, but she saved the day and took me home.
T-minus 6 days until Brian’s departure. He invited me to go to Louisiana to visit him and hang for the Essence fest in two weeks.
I had so much fun last night, I’ll probably be suffering all day. I didn’t get home till after 4am, knowing I had to get up & go to work. Somehow, Brian & Roomy talked me into hanging at their place after the club. I ended up fixing myself an omelet (no I did not cook for their “hungry asses”) and waited for PATT. I don’t know how we got split up, but she saved the day and took me home.
T-minus 6 days until Brian’s departure. He invited me to go to Louisiana to visit him and hang for the Essence fest in two weeks.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Confessions
So I've been holding on to a few secrets, that need to be unloaded, in no particular order...
1. I've been thinking about moving out of the Country a lot more lately
2. I think guys that are smart are hot!
3. I walked pass my old gym, and thought about joining again just for the eye candy...it makes no sense because my gym is in Virginia, but I live and work in DC...
4. Now that I'm starting fresh with new guys, I feel like I need to do some other "drastic things"
5. I love watching hot (in every sense of the word) men run, who have nice bodies, and take their shirts off. One almost caused an accident last summer. WARNING: do not drive while breaking your neck to look at the hot jogger, forget talking on the cell phone & driving, driving & gawking should be against the law
6. I can't wait for warm weather
7. I'll rock a "hoochie" dress with class, and turn around and wear a business suit the next day...
8. I'm not a label whore
9. Victoria's Secret is my favorite online store, I'm a pantie whore. I LOVE cute panties...I hate bras
10. I think I really liked Tony for the sex, but he had to go and mess everything up with his bi-polarness, random banter, weirdness...damn him
11. I thought about becoming celibate, but that's like me saying I'm going to stop drinking. I'm going to become celibate...
12. I really do like Brian, a lot, but he SLORES way too much for me. I'm going to get him a going away present. A t-shirt that reads "Reformed Slut" or "I'm in Sluts Anonymous"... he'll like it. Trust me
13. (We're still on Brian) The fact that he slept with Monster's Inc. was such a turn off. I don't think I can look at him the same
14. He's still sexy
15. I need to get back into the gym
16. I hate, absolutely hate online dating...I'm thinking about doing it though...I'm bored
17. I haven't had a good cry in a long time, I mean a good one, I feel like I need one just to balance things out, but then again, I love being in my Happy Place...can't remember the last time I cried.....hmmm
18. I went to a nudest beach, I didn't intend on getting naked, but someone blasted me out, and was like, "she's not naked!!!" Security came over and told me I had to get naked...WTF?
19. I wonder how long I can stay on the wagon. I went a record of 10 days once...
20. I fantasize about romping with Brian, well until the Gremlin incident. But I don't actually want to have sex with him ( I think), it will ruin the fantasy...although 2, count them 2 of my friends are trying to be bad influences, and told me I should romp with him before he goes to Texas....bad friends, bad...
21. I'm tired as hell, but can't fall asleep, maybe I should have a glass of wine...wait, I'm on the wagon...
1. I've been thinking about moving out of the Country a lot more lately
2. I think guys that are smart are hot!
3. I walked pass my old gym, and thought about joining again just for the eye candy...it makes no sense because my gym is in Virginia, but I live and work in DC...
4. Now that I'm starting fresh with new guys, I feel like I need to do some other "drastic things"
5. I love watching hot (in every sense of the word) men run, who have nice bodies, and take their shirts off. One almost caused an accident last summer. WARNING: do not drive while breaking your neck to look at the hot jogger, forget talking on the cell phone & driving, driving & gawking should be against the law
6. I can't wait for warm weather
7. I'll rock a "hoochie" dress with class, and turn around and wear a business suit the next day...
8. I'm not a label whore
9. Victoria's Secret is my favorite online store, I'm a pantie whore. I LOVE cute panties...I hate bras
10. I think I really liked Tony for the sex, but he had to go and mess everything up with his bi-polarness, random banter, weirdness...damn him
11. I thought about becoming celibate, but that's like me saying I'm going to stop drinking. I'm going to become celibate...
12. I really do like Brian, a lot, but he SLORES way too much for me. I'm going to get him a going away present. A t-shirt that reads "Reformed Slut" or "I'm in Sluts Anonymous"... he'll like it. Trust me
13. (We're still on Brian) The fact that he slept with Monster's Inc. was such a turn off. I don't think I can look at him the same
14. He's still sexy
15. I need to get back into the gym
16. I hate, absolutely hate online dating...I'm thinking about doing it though...I'm bored
17. I haven't had a good cry in a long time, I mean a good one, I feel like I need one just to balance things out, but then again, I love being in my Happy Place...can't remember the last time I cried.....hmmm
18. I went to a nudest beach, I didn't intend on getting naked, but someone blasted me out, and was like, "she's not naked!!!" Security came over and told me I had to get naked...WTF?
19. I wonder how long I can stay on the wagon. I went a record of 10 days once...
20. I fantasize about romping with Brian, well until the Gremlin incident. But I don't actually want to have sex with him ( I think), it will ruin the fantasy...although 2, count them 2 of my friends are trying to be bad influences, and told me I should romp with him before he goes to Texas....bad friends, bad...
21. I'm tired as hell, but can't fall asleep, maybe I should have a glass of wine...wait, I'm on the wagon...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Commonsense
Last night was tough. Went to a concert with Brian. We got bored, so we drunk.... a lot, then we went out. Now I’m sitting at work, swearing off vodka, long island’s, beer and whatever else I consumed. Brian was smart, he took off of work today. Me...well I’m suffering...
I know I’ve said it before, let’s not bring up the past though...
I AM DONE WITH VODKA
In Other News
So the date I was supposed to partake in on Tuesday...well it didn’t happen. I cancelled it (told him I wasn't feeling too well), and asked him to move it to today.....I want to cancel it again...what excuse can I give today???
I know I’ve said it before, let’s not bring up the past though...
I AM DONE WITH VODKA
In Other News
So the date I was supposed to partake in on Tuesday...well it didn’t happen. I cancelled it (told him I wasn't feeling too well), and asked him to move it to today.....I want to cancel it again...what excuse can I give today???
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Vodka & Lime Juice
Maybe I'm still a little light headed from the vodka and splash of lime's I consumed last night, but I decided I'm going to quit drinking. I know I said it before, but I mean it this time. I'll quit right after I get back from my trip.....temporarily. Last night I hung out with Brian. I noticed when I hang out with my guy friends, they drink a lot, a whole lot, which in turn causes me to drink a lot....damn, damn, damn. We started out at this Meet-up event. It was lame, so we decided to go back to my place to have a few drinks, then hit the town again.
While at my place, we had some really interesting conversations. We were talking about family and my uncle and the trip, and I realized something...if I get into a serious relationship, I want them to be just like Brian. He's the epitome of what I want in a guy, with the exception of his penchant for a different woman in his bed every weekend. He's sexy, smart, grounded, goal oriented, has a great career, rides a motorcycle, ran a marathon last year, loves to travel, likes to hang out, LOVES his family, he's in fab-u-lous shape, has sexy tattoos, is confident...I guess I could go one & on. And he also said something to me that made me think hmmmm. He said he admires me. Wow. I was shocked. I asked him why and he gave me his reasons. Under different circumstances, I would be interested in him...yep...he could get it but I digress...
So here's why I'm giving up the bottle. We left my place and went to my favorite lounge/club. Guess who was there??? John Q. I haven't seen him in a few months, so I was quite happy to see him...but by this time, the vodka was talking. I remember giving him a huge hug, and saying how good it was to see him...but I'm not sure if I said MORE than that.....uhhh AND to top the night off, I had a f'n stalker. I mean WTF??? I hate when guys stalk in the bar. Like this guy seriously was creepy, because he followed me around all night, he seen that I was "buzzed" and kept trying to in his word "make sure I made it home safely" no thanks stalkerface.
Brian stayed close by. Hmmm.
In Other News
Mr. Henry wanted to go out last night. So I re-implemented a motto I had a few years ago "open, honest & candid" if they ask. I've always been honest with him, when he asks me something. I never volunteer the information, but if you ask me, I will tell you 95% of the time. So last night he asked me if I wanted to go out. I told him no, I had plans. Then he asked me one too many follow-up questions...the 5% almost kicked in.
Mr. Henry: Where are you going?
Me: Out.
Mr. Henry: With who?
Me: Why?
Mr. Henry: a guy?
Me: Yes
Mr. Henry: Oh never mind
Me: You wanna come, it's a meet-up event for singles, you might have fun.
Mr. Henry: I'm not trying to hang out with you and another guy
Me: It's not like that, but ok.
He then proceeded to call me all night, while I was out with Brian...the tables have turned on this one. I'll explain why later. I'm off to the movies...
While at my place, we had some really interesting conversations. We were talking about family and my uncle and the trip, and I realized something...if I get into a serious relationship, I want them to be just like Brian. He's the epitome of what I want in a guy, with the exception of his penchant for a different woman in his bed every weekend. He's sexy, smart, grounded, goal oriented, has a great career, rides a motorcycle, ran a marathon last year, loves to travel, likes to hang out, LOVES his family, he's in fab-u-lous shape, has sexy tattoos, is confident...I guess I could go one & on. And he also said something to me that made me think hmmmm. He said he admires me. Wow. I was shocked. I asked him why and he gave me his reasons. Under different circumstances, I would be interested in him...yep...he could get it but I digress...
So here's why I'm giving up the bottle. We left my place and went to my favorite lounge/club. Guess who was there??? John Q. I haven't seen him in a few months, so I was quite happy to see him...but by this time, the vodka was talking. I remember giving him a huge hug, and saying how good it was to see him...but I'm not sure if I said MORE than that.....uhhh AND to top the night off, I had a f'n stalker. I mean WTF??? I hate when guys stalk in the bar. Like this guy seriously was creepy, because he followed me around all night, he seen that I was "buzzed" and kept trying to in his word "make sure I made it home safely" no thanks stalkerface.
Brian stayed close by. Hmmm.
In Other News
Mr. Henry wanted to go out last night. So I re-implemented a motto I had a few years ago "open, honest & candid" if they ask. I've always been honest with him, when he asks me something. I never volunteer the information, but if you ask me, I will tell you 95% of the time. So last night he asked me if I wanted to go out. I told him no, I had plans. Then he asked me one too many follow-up questions...the 5% almost kicked in.
Mr. Henry: Where are you going?
Me: Out.
Mr. Henry: With who?
Me: Why?
Mr. Henry: a guy?
Me: Yes
Mr. Henry: Oh never mind
Me: You wanna come, it's a meet-up event for singles, you might have fun.
Mr. Henry: I'm not trying to hang out with you and another guy
Me: It's not like that, but ok.
He then proceeded to call me all night, while I was out with Brian...the tables have turned on this one. I'll explain why later. I'm off to the movies...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Top 12 Reasons Why Vodka Is A Man
12. You either love Mr. Vodka, or you hate Mr. Vodka
11. It's hard to quit Mr. Vodka cold turkey
10. Mr. Vodka comes in many flavors
9. Mr. Vodka comes in nice packages
8. Mr. Vodka makes you "drunk dial" and "drunk text"
7. You turn to Mr. Vodka during the good times...Can we say "SHOTS"
6. You turn to Mr. Vodka during the hard times...Can we say "Economic Crisis"
5. You get hungry after "hanging out" with Mr. Vodka
4. Mr. Vodka puts you to sleep
3. Mr. Vodka may cause your "hormones" to come out, whether it's crying, fighting, or crying and fighting, he reveals your true self
2. Mr. Vodka makes you think you're invincible
1. You get horny after Mr. Vodka, or Mr. Vodka makes you horny...double edged sword
11. It's hard to quit Mr. Vodka cold turkey
10. Mr. Vodka comes in many flavors
9. Mr. Vodka comes in nice packages
8. Mr. Vodka makes you "drunk dial" and "drunk text"
7. You turn to Mr. Vodka during the good times...Can we say "SHOTS"
6. You turn to Mr. Vodka during the hard times...Can we say "Economic Crisis"
5. You get hungry after "hanging out" with Mr. Vodka
4. Mr. Vodka puts you to sleep
3. Mr. Vodka may cause your "hormones" to come out, whether it's crying, fighting, or crying and fighting, he reveals your true self
2. Mr. Vodka makes you think you're invincible
1. You get horny after Mr. Vodka, or Mr. Vodka makes you horny...double edged sword
I Understand Why...
"Vodka always gets me in trouble. I'm going to get a new friend, first name Malibu, last name unknown" - DC Diva
I understand why he's mad, it's kind of funny, in a "lol, that happened" sort of way. Or, that sounds like something "Diva" would do...ha ha. I mean, if a guy told me, what I told Tony, I'd say "DO YOU THINK I'M F'N STUPID"? So I know why he's mad....but, in MY defense, I took my "liquid sleep THERAPY" a few times...
Friday night I went to a friend's house party. Tony and I planned on going together, but he had to work. So when I was done, I called to tell him to meet me at my place, I was on my way home. He calls me at 12:42am to tell me he's on his way. I get in the house, text my friends to let them know I made it ok, and laid across my bed. I woke up at 5am. Oops. I did it again. I looked at my phone and had about a million missed calls from Tony and one from Mr. Henry. I knew he was probably asleep, but I texted and called anyways. He answered the phone.
Me: I'm soooooo sorry, I fell asleep and didn't hear the phone. Are you mad at me?
Tony: Yeah I'm mad
Me: I'm sorry, I swear I didn't hear the phone, I was drinking. I laid down to wait on you and passed out
Tony: I'll talk to you tomorrow
Saturday I felt really bad. I knew how it sounded, it's actually kinda FUNNY (to me), but he avoided all of my calls and text messages. Hmmm, see if I had lied and said "I LOST MY PHONE" that would have been wrong...but I guess more believable...I guess I'll tell a LITTLE white lie the next time.
I understand why he's mad, it's kind of funny, in a "lol, that happened" sort of way. Or, that sounds like something "Diva" would do...ha ha. I mean, if a guy told me, what I told Tony, I'd say "DO YOU THINK I'M F'N STUPID"? So I know why he's mad....but, in MY defense, I took my "liquid sleep THERAPY" a few times...
Friday night I went to a friend's house party. Tony and I planned on going together, but he had to work. So when I was done, I called to tell him to meet me at my place, I was on my way home. He calls me at 12:42am to tell me he's on his way. I get in the house, text my friends to let them know I made it ok, and laid across my bed. I woke up at 5am. Oops. I did it again. I looked at my phone and had about a million missed calls from Tony and one from Mr. Henry. I knew he was probably asleep, but I texted and called anyways. He answered the phone.
Me: I'm soooooo sorry, I fell asleep and didn't hear the phone. Are you mad at me?
Tony: Yeah I'm mad
Me: I'm sorry, I swear I didn't hear the phone, I was drinking. I laid down to wait on you and passed out
Tony: I'll talk to you tomorrow
Saturday I felt really bad. I knew how it sounded, it's actually kinda FUNNY (to me), but he avoided all of my calls and text messages. Hmmm, see if I had lied and said "I LOST MY PHONE" that would have been wrong...but I guess more believable...I guess I'll tell a LITTLE white lie the next time.
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