This weekend was a complete bust. At first I thought I was going to be with my daughter, but between her and her mother things didn't work out. I find this out friday night just after I gassed up the car and was just leaving town to go get her ( they stay about 2hrs away). That's okay, next weekend is easter so we'll have a good one together her and I.
So I turn around and head back home. No plans...its 7pm and everyone already has plans for the evening. I call it a night and have a quiet Friday night in on the internetz and watching movies.
Saturday I clean house, wash the car, take clothes to the cleaners, all that maintenance stuff. Have dinner with some friends, including one of my buddies who has no game. We chop up game and he refuses to listen to any of our friends suggestions for improvements...so...I leave his house and go out solo. I get a text from two new girls. They both are out, but they are going to dance clubs and I was in a rock n roll state of mind. I head out to the grand opening of a new rock venue and run into a friend of mine and her husband, its her birthday, party time!
We start off with jager shots and it goes down hill from there. Honestly the whole time I kept thinking how I would rather be with my daughter, it throws me off when it's not my weekend. I usually have things lined up for my free weekends. The birthday girl has a cute friend in town for the weekend. We hit it off....good conversation, she buys me two rounds, I reciprocate. Until her azzhole ex boyfriend shows up. I'm not one of those AMOG type of guys, so I end up talking to these two hairdressers. Got ****blocked by the fat one who drags the hot one off to another bar. I get her number before we go.
We pick up a few extras and the whole group heads off to an after hours place....for some reason, (probably because of the massive drunk I had on at the moment) fat girls start thinking they have a chance. At this point the azzhole ex is gone but now I can't get these fat chics out of my face. I get pissed and start asking the big girls their sizes. They call me a jerk and they leave. The cute girl tells me I'm being a d1ck just like her ex and stops talking to me. I'm not happy. Nobody likes me. I get a text from one of the girls I wanted to hook up with earlier, they are at some hood club where someone just got shot a few weeks ago, I tell her when she stops being being ghetto to call me. She tells me to go F myself. I'm a complete jerk. Drunk, a lil depressed and horny I start hitting on the redhead slut bartender and ask her how much coke she does in a week and if she likes anal, I get asked to leave the bar. I know the owner so he lets me stay.
I call the hairdresser, she doesn't pick up. I text her and she says shes at the hotel going to bed. F! The party winds down, I go to another afterhours spot and throw em back until I can't see straight and finally make my way home.
Yes I did everything pretty much wrong last night, not to mention a hellacious hangover headache today. But F it, I have to tell you guys the good with the bad. And this was as bad as it has been in years.
So I turn around and head back home. No plans...its 7pm and everyone already has plans for the evening. I call it a night and have a quiet Friday night in on the internetz and watching movies.
Saturday I clean house, wash the car, take clothes to the cleaners, all that maintenance stuff. Have dinner with some friends, including one of my buddies who has no game. We chop up game and he refuses to listen to any of our friends suggestions for improvements...so...I leave his house and go out solo. I get a text from two new girls. They both are out, but they are going to dance clubs and I was in a rock n roll state of mind. I head out to the grand opening of a new rock venue and run into a friend of mine and her husband, its her birthday, party time!
We start off with jager shots and it goes down hill from there. Honestly the whole time I kept thinking how I would rather be with my daughter, it throws me off when it's not my weekend. I usually have things lined up for my free weekends. The birthday girl has a cute friend in town for the weekend. We hit it off....good conversation, she buys me two rounds, I reciprocate. Until her azzhole ex boyfriend shows up. I'm not one of those AMOG type of guys, so I end up talking to these two hairdressers. Got ****blocked by the fat one who drags the hot one off to another bar. I get her number before we go.
We pick up a few extras and the whole group heads off to an after hours place....for some reason, (probably because of the massive drunk I had on at the moment) fat girls start thinking they have a chance. At this point the azzhole ex is gone but now I can't get these fat chics out of my face. I get pissed and start asking the big girls their sizes. They call me a jerk and they leave. The cute girl tells me I'm being a d1ck just like her ex and stops talking to me. I'm not happy. Nobody likes me. I get a text from one of the girls I wanted to hook up with earlier, they are at some hood club where someone just got shot a few weeks ago, I tell her when she stops being being ghetto to call me. She tells me to go F myself. I'm a complete jerk. Drunk, a lil depressed and horny I start hitting on the redhead slut bartender and ask her how much coke she does in a week and if she likes anal, I get asked to leave the bar. I know the owner so he lets me stay.
I call the hairdresser, she doesn't pick up. I text her and she says shes at the hotel going to bed. F! The party winds down, I go to another afterhours spot and throw em back until I can't see straight and finally make my way home.
Yes I did everything pretty much wrong last night, not to mention a hellacious hangover headache today. But F it, I have to tell you guys the good with the bad. And this was as bad as it has been in years.
