Dirty Girl

The title is a warning of sorts, since this will be mostly uncensored, since I’m still fairly buzzed and there fore have no common sense about what I should or should not be sharing with the general pulic…  I went out with some friends tonight, and had a really good time.  I drnak more than I had planned on drinking, but it’s all good. (You know I’m a bit messed up, cause i’d never say "it’s all good" when I’m sober… ~L~) 

There was a funny coincidence, my friend (by friend, I mean this guy I’ve met a few times) Andrew’s band was playing at the bar we decided to go to,  so it was awesome to hear him play again, and be all, "I KNOW HIM!!" ~L~  I also ran into some other people I know, which is cool.  My friend Tiffany was all, you know everyone! Which is so, so far from the truth, but kind of funny that she thinks that!

We went to this bar, which happens to be across the street from this sex shop, which is very convinient!  ~L~ I actually tend to forget it’s there, and open that late, but one of my friends was all, hey, let’s go over there!  Then there were three of us over there looking at vibrators and talking about guys who don’t last long enough; much to the amusement of the guy who was working there.  He made some comment about how we were talking like there wasn’t even a guy in the room, and we were joking around with him, then I’m finally like, don’t worry, I’m going to buy something!  (Since I actually needed a new vibrator anyway!)

A while after that we were sitting on a bench out side the bar, and my friend Carrie was harassing me about wearing underware. (Since I was wearing a skirt, she’d asked earlier if I was wearing underware, I said yeah, a thong, and she’s all, really? I’m disappointed in you! ~L~) Then she was telling our other friend, who was likewise shocked that I had the audacity to wear underware! (Yeah, I hang out with strange and interesting girls!) So finally I’m like fine!  And I just reached under my skirt and pulled them off, and said, ok, are you guys happy now!?  ~L~ (Yup, right in front of the bar…) Then Carrie was trying to give my underware away!  I’m all, no damn it!  That’s the only black lace thong I have! Don’t you give it to some undeserving guy!! ~L~

We went to another bar after that, so I left my thong and my new vibrator in the car.  (Though honestly, I was really thinking, ok, I’ve got something better than a guy to take home with me, so bye!)  I hung our the rest of the night though.  Played some pool, watched my other friend flirt with the dj, who she said was hot, but I wasn’t seeing it.  He did read my mind though.  No joke.  He played a song for my friend, then came back over to talk to her, and I said, nine Inch Nails, guess which song!  He laughed, took me back over to his computer , and showed me on the screen that he all ready had "Closer" picked out to play next.  ~L~  The only problem is that I hear that song and I want to dig my nails into someone’s back… or bite them, or be bitten, any of the above, a little sex and violence, I’m dangerous that way.