stardustcboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ...HaPPy 27th B-Day to your dear Narrator... wooHaW! happy birthday to me! thank you. thank you. my 27th year on planet earth. not too shabby, eh? let's see if i can keep it up for another year shall we? last night was hellah fun. G took me out to sushi, i drank a ton of sake, gorged myself on 4,000 pounds (approx. 2 tons) of mouth-wateringly-delicious raw fish (there's just something about eating raw foods...something primal...) mmmmmMMMM! G was feelin' under the weather however and made it an early night (party pooper). but that's not enough to stop me, oh no, it was my birthday and my number one goal was to flirt, get tanked, yell, jump up and down, and generally get into trouble. it was a success! after sushi we dropped G off at her house and rolled out to santa monica to my favorite lil haunt...the pint. i was met there by several of my friends - tom, rich, eugene, gina, beth, christina, jake, neil, and erica. the flirting commenced immediately. this really cute lil gem with horn-rim glasses and a colorful jacket named Bree. she had the most darlingest smile ever and the coolest lil shoes. she was serious, AND not only that was nice enough to by me a drink on my b-day! YaY! i love to flirt, it's the funnest thing. give a little sass, get a little sass. such fun! i also had a winning streak at the pooltable. i was indomitable, any who crossed my path were crushed by the power of my pool skillz (which, amazingly, only seem to get better the more i drink). it got to a point where all i had to do was look at the ball, think of where it had to go and how to get it there, aim, focus, pull back the stick, and...it was like using the force or something... the bartender, Laura, bought me several shots of jeugermeister (sp?) and two beers!! such generosity! i tipped her huge for it. it's some good times when the drinks are on everyone else! what great friends! *sniff* after several rounds at the pint the crew decided to pack it up and meet others out at this place called "Q's" on wilshire blvd. some real good times...more strangers bought me drinx *hic* and i was dizzy in the head! i even tried to sneak into a secret room there. there was this lil door on the patio and i turned to my friends and said... "look at this door! it's so tiny! hey!!! this must be where they keep the oompah-loompahs!!" *begins to open the door* "hey! you're not allowed in there!" the bouncer yelled. "curses! foiled again!" i cried. i guess i'll have to wait until next time to catch a glimpse of those damn oompah-loompahs. they're so cute... the girl that tom brought along was givin' serious signals to him that the mating ritual was a go. he's so blind to that shit. i have to practically smash him over the head with a bat to pay attention to that sort of stuff. my friend tom is fuckin' hot too...shit...i'd do him, i digress... point is i been tryin' to hook my boy up with some sweet lovin' for a while and then there's this girl and i'm like... "tom, you ignorant bastard! that girl of yours wants you, can't you see!?! the sitting on the lap, the sexy talk...what more evidence do you need? sheesh!" and he replies... "no way? you think? but her ex bf is here...isn't that kinda' weird?" (he motions to some chump in the corner of the bar) "what, what, what?!? that's her ex bf? shit, i can see why she'd drop his ass for a tasty piece of bidnez such as yourself. i say it's a go, but if you want to go home and do some wristin' instead feel free..." i shrugged. *later in the evening* so i'm casing this christina chica for tom...you know...runnin' a little "intelligence" on her. from our convo it was definite that she was wantin' tom somethin' serious. by the end of the night we were talkin' oral technique and shit. i wonder if my boy got any sweet lovin'? i suppose i'm sure to find out... >;-) heehee! and then the night ended. i was the captain of the USS drunkard and i was goin' down with the ship baby! on the way home we grabbed a burrito from el indio (yum) and i must say that it is the sole reason you're hearing from your dear narrator on this fine thursday afternoon. without it, i'd still be at G's house in a great deal of pain and agony. i plan on having an even bigger party on sunday. i think that it will involve lots of drinking, some kareoke, the crew, and a room full of bisexual girls (and one bi-boy including myself)! hoo-aW! 3:07 p.m. - 2003-03-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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