Satisfaction – Drinking with the boys

Crisis, my life is boring at the bloody moment. I’ve gotten into a comfort zone and I’m having a hell of a difficult time to get out of it again. It has almost been 3 weeks since the last time I went out. Apparently if you do something for 3 weeks it becomes a habit.

The last time I went out was such a high and totally out of my comfort zone, that now it looks like my inner self has decided “this is as good as it gets” and therefore has retreated into solitude. Crisis.

But ladies, if I have to say so myself, it was the ultimate. There is no better feeling than being adored in front of the frog that just wasn’t that into you. I went out all by myself. This is not normal for me, I have to have a wing lady at all times. This time I stood strong, got into my car and decided to make the most of the last weekend in the city I have lived in for the past 10 years. I think unconsciously I did it to prove to myself I would be able to go out alone until I make some new friends where I am now.

Anyways, so there I was, chatting to all the guys The Ass works with. Being adored and complimented by all his buddies. (Yes, they were all terribly drunk, but I never fuck-up a good story with the facts).

Buddy of The Ass: You’re so pretty, will you marry me?
Me: You are married
Buddy of the Ass: But if I weren’t I’d marry you. Hey Ass, do you know this girl? She’s great, you should marry her.
The Ass: (Looking very uncomfortable) Yes, I know her.
Me: (HUGE grin, I didn’t have to say a thing)

Ahhh, bliss. The bastard never wanted me. He’s friends adore me, what’s better than that. I think I can even call it sweet, sweet revenge. I hope he had a huge pang of regret. Okay, I’m finished being a revengeful bitch now.

Rest of the night was a blast. All the boys promised to come and visit me in my new town. Although I know that it won’t happen, it was nice that they made such a fuss over me going away. Needless to say, I didn’t pay for any drinks that night. I was invited to go and visit a frog in America, when he moves there and becomes a cowboy. He said he would pay for everything, I must just promise to come. So I made a promise to the wannabe cowboy, why not. If he was serious I’m off to America!

Change is always scary, and I must say I miss the place and strangely enough all the unreliable, drunk frogs as well. I don’t believe in coincidence, there’s a definite reason that the city girl landed in a small town. At this stage I think it might be to support my Dad, he’s possibly (this time I think, definitely) getting a divorce. With the rest I’ll just have to wait and see…

I'm still alive

No, I haven't been committed to a mental institution, although it just might happen in the not so distant future. I've started a new job on the 2nd of March and went on my first business trip ever on the 4th of March. Only came back on the 11th. So ladies, I've been quite busy and haven't been able to blog in a while. I must say I really miss my blogging sessions and can't wait to delight you with a couple of my crazy ass stories as soon as I have time to breath again. Can't wait to read all of the blogs I'm following, think it's gonna take me quite some time to catch up but at least I'll have some good reading ahead of me!

Until next time, adios amigos ladies!