Last night was supposed to be an innocent night of fun with my good friends Ranye and David. First thing that happened, was not all that unexpected; James fell asleep, so he didn’t go out with us. Secondly, we went to hoedowns, proceeded to get shit faced; and then someone suggested we go to the eagle. Now, I have never been to the eagle, but I have heard lots of horror stories about how sketchy it is. Rayne says, “Think of it as an anthropological experience”. And so I did. The cultural anthropologist in me definitely took notice of the ass-less chaps and thong that one guy was wearing; but all in all, it wasn’t bad, in fact, it was nice to see an eclectic group of gay men hanging out together. Usually you just see all the pretty boys.
After the eagle, we headed over to Krispy Kreme, great idea, because it was across the road. Then I ate doughnuts until I felt sick, because, as it turns out, I had drank way more than I planned. When I got home, I spilled a diet coke in the bed, and apparently was content just laying in it; or at least just moving to James’ side of the bed. Nice.
I really have paid for all that fun last night; I feel like someone has beaten me upside the head with a typewriter. I have had a migraine all day, but it is finally going away. Oh yeah; no drinking to night, and I mean it!
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