Saturday, March 3, 2012

gosh, that was fun....

"come out with us!" they said.

"it will be fun!" they said.

I bought new jeans. I did my hair. I put on make up. Lots.

I HIT that dance floor, hard. I had two drinks (!!!) which is two more than I have had in months. I basically presented like a mandrill, shaking my booty, dancing the night away.

No one gave a shit. Not one person I smiled at smiled back. No one asked me to dance. So I got very brave (see two drinks, above) and decided I would ask a guy to dance. Went over to ask. Saw his wedding ring.

I am not a thief.

So much for the bar scene, I guess.


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