Various Notes

I haven't had any dates to speak of lately. I have, however developed a strange relationship with a guy that I have hung out with a few times. He and I get along very well and he totally cracks me up. He also can keep up with my drinking, which we both have discussed could be scary. Again, here is a guy shorter than me, but he is really cute so I don't mind. But the strange nature of our relationship is that he and I hang out like were on a date or something along those lines, get drunk, then I go back to his place and we get undressed, curl up next to each other and sleep. We don't make out, we haven't had sex...we just sleep in each other's arms, wake up, go eat and go do our thing. The we see each other again in a bit and do the same thing again. I don't know, call me crazy, but I think I can chill with this kind of thing if he can. Because truth be told, I have just about given up on dating in this fucking city, but I put the effort into creating this blog so I have to at least do something for material...

There's this older gay man that sits at my bar who is really cool. He usually comes in on my Sunday nights when I could really use another body at the bar, but yet it is also mellow enough so that he and I get to talk and BS for a while. So anyway, tonight he told me that he threw caution to the wind and took a girl home a few weeks ago and after twenty five years, went down on a woman. It was hilarious the way he gestured what he did, putting his hands in front of his mouth, index fingers touching, then pushed outward and apart, sticking his tongue out between his hands!! He then said it hadn't changed in twenty five years. I told him that we women possess delicate machinery and you have to be highly trained and join the union in order to be a certified mechanic. Although he is totally gay, I know that it didn't totally put him off. I mean, come on!! Women and our parts are totally awesome. Even gay men dabble for fun once in a while!!

There are many things I do when I drink, but drunk texting is not one of them. In fact, my phone and people not immediately in front of me don't even cross my mind. I know a lot of people that get themselves into plenty of trouble texting and calling exes or current cushes or just plain people they have no business calling. There's also the booty call. Late night drunk hook ups with people who are designated as such. I have never had the proverbial "black book" nor have I ever really participated in the booty call. (I have had one or two guys that we start out the night hanging out because we know we're going to end up in bed later on. Does that count?) However, I heard a hilarious story about the drunk text that is supposed to be a message, but looks like this:

62h&2 lpI'm 77#

Umm, yeah. Perhaps one reason why I just leave the phone alone.