"But it ain't even gotta be like that..."

I don't know what it is about my chemistry with girls. I like most girls, I really do, but some get it in their minds that I'm stuck up and that I automatically can't get down with them before they even give me a chance. IDK. Anyway, the other night me & my girl Steph went out to the bar and she brought a friend (who I'd met before) and we met with said girl's boyfriend and some other dudes. I so didn't expect a sausage fest, especially since Trent wasn't with me and one of these grody dudes was trying to hit on me (Guy: You're cute! Me: Thanks... Steph: Um yeah, she's TAKEN.) LOL I love my girls. Anyway I drank a wee bit much (let's see... 12oz of sake, three martinis, & some Japanese beer) and before I knew it, I was toasted. I always underestimate the power of the martini since I have only been drinking them for maybe a year.

All I know is, I go to the bathroom, I come back out, and ol' girl (Steph's friend) has broken the table at which we were sitting because her boyfriend told her that I followed him into the bathroom and came onto him. ROFLMAO. Okay, I went into the bathroom ALONE -- which was later confirmed, admited by dude himself who had actually came in after me (Bento has a unisex bathroom). Dude was a drama queen, and had been staring at me all night and I barely acknowledged him. He treated his girl like crap the entire time & then had the nerve to tell her I was hitting on him. Before I had the chance to defend myself (and likely cause a scene myself), Steph carries me home and I go to bed fuming (poor Trent had to listen to my drunken cursing all night).

I talked to Stephanie today and everything's OK, even with the girl friend (I guess Steph broke down to her that her boyfriend's a d*ck on the way home). But, it makes me not want to chill with some girls, yanno? I guess me & Steph'll fly solo from now on. Maybe. Ridiculousness.

Pictures:

Me & Stephie poo after a couple martinis

Who was this guy? I don't remember but he was the only non-skeev at the table

Me & Lady Hercules (before she broke the table)

I suppose Steph & I really DO have much more fun when we go out alone. Even if we end up in a loft apt downtown drinking top-shelf wine with well-to-do thirty-something's after VIP'ing at Spice Bar for a night. Crazyyyy random times me & this girl have. But I love her.

You'd think he was her boyfriend. We were feelin' good & met these nice guys at a concession stand across from the nightclub. "Can I get a hotdog?" LOL!

Bedtime for moi.