Thursday, March 11, 2010
I ended up going to Troy's birthday. It so happens everyone that he invited didn't go. So that means it was just Me, Ben, Channa and this one girl name Beth. The regular crew. Except Beth. I didn't know her. But all the stupid people he named didn't show up.
So we ate at Applebee's and it turned out a lot of fun. They actually apologized to me for being rude about the Pismo thing and it turned things around completely. I wasn't all bitter and mad at them any more and it made things a lot easier for all of us.
After dinner, They were headed for the club, and I made an excuse not to go. But I was driving home, I realized I had nothing to do so I decided to go with them.
It was funny because I really dressed up for the occasion. So I ended up looking like a teacher Compared to them. But a stylish teacher. They kept calling me a teacher gone bad and I became Mr. Kamiji for the night according to Troy. And I agreed to go by that all night.
The Club we went to was a actually a sports bar called Blitz, and it was a straight bar but on Wednesday nights are always gay night. So we go, have a few drinks, and dance til our legs gave up on us. We stayed within our group, we danced together all crazy, grinding up on eachother, lap dances, ass slaps, it was just fun dancing crazy like that with each other. The bartender was super cute, and the DJ was super cute too. Troy was oogling at the bartender while he kept trying to get me to talk to the dj. I didn't talk to the dj though, he was totally out of my league.
After that, we went to Dennys. I was already sober enough to drive (I know there is no such thing as sober ENOUGH) so I drove us there. When we got there, we were all kinds of loud. Troy saw a waiter and thought he was just so hot that every time he would pass by, Troy would holler at him and say things like "Hello!". The waiter wasn't very hot to me. But to each his own I guess.
We were really noisy, but we were saying some funny shit to each other. It was fun to say all kinds of things to them and not have to worry about their feelings being hurt. We all understood each other's sense of humor so no hard feelings when we say things like " He's not into you! You're too gay!" to one another.
Some group of gay guys that was from the club sushed us out of no where, and turned around as if they were hiding. Channa and Troy did not like that and straight up told them " Did you just sush me???"
Me being a little tipsy turned around and blurted out " oh no they didn't" and started staring them down.
One boy in particular, turned around and said " did you just call me out?" and Channa said out loud " Hell yeah bitch!" So the boy turned around and just stopped talking to us. Troy and Channa were still really inebriated so they were making a big deal out of this and started talking about how they were about to fight some people. Troy and Channa kept talking shit about the people, but the people ignored us. Ben and I were just minding our own business. They seemed really intimidated by us and didn't really say anything. But when they were leaving, they came up behind Channa and burped at her. Channa almost stood up and punched him the face. After that, we finish our food and we leave.
I didn't really care about those people, but I kept mentioning how ugly they were. Because they really were, and they were strutting around like they were hot stuff.
During the drive home we talk about old shows. Sing the theme songs to the shows and just talk some more shit about those people the sushed us in the restaurant. They were seriously ugly.
We had a lot of fun. Troy, Ben and Channa are probably the only bunch of queers I'm really comfortable to be around with. I feel like hypocrite saying those things in the past about them, but I guess I was just upset, and when you're upset, you say things you don't mean.
I always stress about going out to places with them, but I always have a great time when I go out with them. I love how we all sing out loud without a care in the world. We all sound terrible in out of the key but we sing out loud anyways.
So today, I've learned and noted a few things:
-eight drinks are enough to get a drunk fix and sober up just in time ( and not throw up)
-I don't notice hot men as much as regular Gay men (like Troy) do.
-I dance better than I think I do. Or freak dance better than I think I do ( I have this thought in the back of my mind that I can't dance.)
-My group of queers are so much more trustworthy at the club than Sam will ever be (bastard)
-I should not drink and treat alcohol like a regular beverage (like how people drink them at restaurants) because when alcohol starts taking effect I talk a lottttt of shit. And when I say a lot, I start a talk show.
On the way home, while it was quiet, Troy said "Hey, I'm really glad you came, It wouldn't have been as fun without you."
He said that a couple times today when I would crack a funny joke around him. Which made me smile a lot.
I think I made a good choice.
So we ate at Applebee's and it turned out a lot of fun. They actually apologized to me for being rude about the Pismo thing and it turned things around completely. I wasn't all bitter and mad at them any more and it made things a lot easier for all of us.
After dinner, They were headed for the club, and I made an excuse not to go. But I was driving home, I realized I had nothing to do so I decided to go with them.
It was funny because I really dressed up for the occasion. So I ended up looking like a teacher Compared to them. But a stylish teacher. They kept calling me a teacher gone bad and I became Mr. Kamiji for the night according to Troy. And I agreed to go by that all night.
The Club we went to was a actually a sports bar called Blitz, and it was a straight bar but on Wednesday nights are always gay night. So we go, have a few drinks, and dance til our legs gave up on us. We stayed within our group, we danced together all crazy, grinding up on eachother, lap dances, ass slaps, it was just fun dancing crazy like that with each other. The bartender was super cute, and the DJ was super cute too. Troy was oogling at the bartender while he kept trying to get me to talk to the dj. I didn't talk to the dj though, he was totally out of my league.
After that, we went to Dennys. I was already sober enough to drive (I know there is no such thing as sober ENOUGH) so I drove us there. When we got there, we were all kinds of loud. Troy saw a waiter and thought he was just so hot that every time he would pass by, Troy would holler at him and say things like "Hello!". The waiter wasn't very hot to me. But to each his own I guess.
We were really noisy, but we were saying some funny shit to each other. It was fun to say all kinds of things to them and not have to worry about their feelings being hurt. We all understood each other's sense of humor so no hard feelings when we say things like " He's not into you! You're too gay!" to one another.
Some group of gay guys that was from the club sushed us out of no where, and turned around as if they were hiding. Channa and Troy did not like that and straight up told them " Did you just sush me???"
Me being a little tipsy turned around and blurted out " oh no they didn't" and started staring them down.
One boy in particular, turned around and said " did you just call me out?" and Channa said out loud " Hell yeah bitch!" So the boy turned around and just stopped talking to us. Troy and Channa were still really inebriated so they were making a big deal out of this and started talking about how they were about to fight some people. Troy and Channa kept talking shit about the people, but the people ignored us. Ben and I were just minding our own business. They seemed really intimidated by us and didn't really say anything. But when they were leaving, they came up behind Channa and burped at her. Channa almost stood up and punched him the face. After that, we finish our food and we leave.
I didn't really care about those people, but I kept mentioning how ugly they were. Because they really were, and they were strutting around like they were hot stuff.
During the drive home we talk about old shows. Sing the theme songs to the shows and just talk some more shit about those people the sushed us in the restaurant. They were seriously ugly.
We had a lot of fun. Troy, Ben and Channa are probably the only bunch of queers I'm really comfortable to be around with. I feel like hypocrite saying those things in the past about them, but I guess I was just upset, and when you're upset, you say things you don't mean.
I always stress about going out to places with them, but I always have a great time when I go out with them. I love how we all sing out loud without a care in the world. We all sound terrible in out of the key but we sing out loud anyways.
So today, I've learned and noted a few things:
-eight drinks are enough to get a drunk fix and sober up just in time ( and not throw up)
-I don't notice hot men as much as regular Gay men (like Troy) do.
-I dance better than I think I do. Or freak dance better than I think I do ( I have this thought in the back of my mind that I can't dance.)
-My group of queers are so much more trustworthy at the club than Sam will ever be (bastard)
-I should not drink and treat alcohol like a regular beverage (like how people drink them at restaurants) because when alcohol starts taking effect I talk a lottttt of shit. And when I say a lot, I start a talk show.
On the way home, while it was quiet, Troy said "Hey, I'm really glad you came, It wouldn't have been as fun without you."
He said that a couple times today when I would crack a funny joke around him. Which made me smile a lot.
I think I made a good choice.
It's good that you patched things up with your friends. Sounds like you guys had a hell of a time.
I used to be pretty picky when it came to men - but lately I've surprised myself with the type of guys I've been attracted to. Totally not my type.
I'm glad things didn't come to blows in the Denny's. There's nothing worse than a gay gang fight. That hot waiter would have been vacuuming up glitter for hours.
let's see how thirsty I get before I start snooping to where I think I don't like a certain type of men but totally drool after them.
For now, i'm pretty tame.
I"m glad there was no fight either. Seriously, I didn't want to clean up the mess. I usually always do when something like that happens.