Tuesday night: Drank with some friends in my hometown
Wednesday night: Went out with the same group of friends plus two others and hit all 2 bars in my hometown, drank too much, blacked out and went home
Thursday: Thanksgiving (and got laryngitis)
Friday: Okay ya'll here's where it gets crusty...
So, last night I went to Uncle E's as a very fly tranny, giving everyone face, and told myself I would NOT SPEND ANY MONEY EXCEPT COVER (because i'm a broke 'trans'cender, remember?) Well, it's very easy to accept free drinks isn't it? So, before I know it, I've had 4 long islands and am trying to keep it all together. From what I remember, I escaped a touchy feely older man who was literally trying to finger me out on the back patio. I screamed, ran inside grabbed my coat and my purse and marched my pink satin heels straight (okay, stumbling) to my car and got in. But NO, this fool decides that he's gonna FOLLOW ME TO MY CAR. I locked my door, screamed "Get the fuck back motherfucker!" and peeled out of the parking lot, almost hitting him in the process (what? he deserved it).
Don't worry I got home safe, locked my door, curled up in my bed and was very happy to be alive. And very VERY happy that that mean old man did not do worse things to me. I have to admit I was feeling so wonderful that I had survived the night.
...then I woke up this morning in vomit.
Happy Holidays!
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