In My Head|Out of My Mind: Wow...(Part 2)

My attitude at the beginning of the night.

Man, the night was crazy! Read on

Angie and Jon started drinking before we left and I caught up with them in the lobby. When I sat down, I took a shot of vodka and then 2 shots of Wild Turkey so I could even BEGIN to compete with them...it did absolutely nothing. Jon and Angie on the other hand were already gone before the taxi got there. So we decided (Jon, Angie, the 3 girls from Atlanta, and I) that we should all take a cab so that the task of driving wouldn't be on any one person. We thought we were going to a bar that was $10 and all you can drink...that wasn't the case. The place was free to get in but had some drink specials. I was a little deflated because I didn't feel like spending any more money on liquor, but I wasn't going to let it ruin my night.

The bar was pretty cool actually, played great music, was pretty crowded, I think the only downfall was that there wasn't enough black people. I wanted to grind my ass on someone! I can't even lie, I was on the prowl last night, but nothing super interesting crossed my path. So here I am, double-fisting drinks like I always do, STILL not getting drunk (my tolerance has been so ridiculously high as of lately), I notice that Jon and Angie are getting into an argument. I ignore it but the other girls are getting pissed. They're going back in forth for about 45 minutes when Angie leans over to me and says that she's leaving because Jon's drunk, he wants to go home, and he doesn't have any money. Me being the person I am, I gave her the $25 for the cab ride and told her to just pay me back later. Jon got offended and continued to yell at Angie saying, "You fucking humiliated me! You made me look like an asshole", and other bullshit like that. He had said so much shit to her and berated her so much that she actually started crying. At this point I could no longer just stand by and told Jon to wait until tomorrow to continue to talk about it. He had the $25, I just wanted to him to go home. He decided to flip the script and get angry with me...I wasn't having it. I told him about himself and told him about his childish antics and left him alone. I was pissed...fuck that, I was beyond pissed because I gave this fucker $25 out of the $30 that I had. I had no idea of how the fuck I was getting home.

Anyway, I try and put that shit behind us by getting Angie shitfaced, she was biting me, feeling on dude's nipples; just being wild! I'm telling you, NO ONE had cash, and I only had 4 or 5 dollars left, I had no idea how I was going to get home. God made a way and some guys that the gals knew came and met us at the bar. While I ensured that Angie was shit faced by the time we left, the rest of us were still sober. The guys were going to take us to an after-hours joint but you know they don't serve drinks, so that was out. Next was Shotgun Willies. Shotgun Willies is a strip club, you already know...I WAS DOWN! So we went to SW and the bouncer was a dick! Since most of us in our group were women, they were letting guys in first before us. When we were ready to go in...he made us wait again. We were done and said fuck it, we just decided to call it a night.

I'll be frank (you should already know what I'm about to talk about right now), I was horny as hell last night, and if I met a dude I was really into...I would not be held accountable for my actions. All in all, I had a good night, I wish that little blip hadn't happened, but hey, you can't get it all.