Saturday, June 26, 2010

I'm embarassing

I got totally trashed last night at a club and acted like a retard. I feel sorry for my friends, I really am embarassing.

I met a guy who bought me a ton of drinks and that was the beginning of the end. I ended up dancing on the stripper pole, then people started tipping me. I actually left the club with more money than I entered with. After that I went outside and puked in the alley behind the club. Some guy tried to get me to get in his car with him but I politely declined his invitation. I went back inside and might have had a few more drinks. Then I started to pass out/collapse and my roommate has to carry me out down a bunch of stairs and put me in the taxi.

After we got home I decided to call Colorado guy which was stupid. I'm a ridiculous drunk and I'm pretty sure I was being lame. I think I told him that I loved him (I've told customers this when I'm drunk so I don't think it's necessarily indicitive of anything resembling how I actually feel). I also told him to move to Atlanta and got mad at him for being in a bar (I'm a hypocrit).

At least I didn't call the Ex. I'm pretty embarassed and am never talking to him again. I doubt he'll want to talk to me after that little episode.

Then I puked some more, passed out, and woke up fine this morning. Yay!

Today I had a photoshoot for some 'modeling' thing I'm doing. Mostly promo work.

I went to the shooting range with The Ex the other day. It was a lot of fun. I do miss him. Kind of. I like the way he looks. I had plans that evening so we went our separate ways. On the way home I get a call from him asking me if I want to come over to his place later that night (after my plans). Ugh. I ask him why he wants me to come over and what we'd be doing and he says "we can play scrabble." Ha ha, guys are so stupid. I tell him I know why he wants me over and he insisted we didn't have to do anything sexual if I didn't want to. I don't get this guy. He tells me I'm horrible at sex and yet still tries to have sex with me. He must be desperate.

We're going to a baseball game next week so we'll see where this little thing goes.

I got a job with Grey Goose and I'm super excited about it. Not looking forward to going back to the club at all. Oh well.

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