So, last night was my older sisters 23rd birthday, (yep she's old) and despite the fact the i had class a 9:20 in the morning today, SHE decided that i was going to go out with her and her other friend. Out as in, in the city, completely done up as if it were a Saturday night, only it was Wednesday! so i agreed not only because she is my sister and it is her birthday but also because when i tried to use my class as an excuse she reminded me that i go out the night before class all the time. ( i was out with her late on Monday with a 9:30 class on Tuesday). So we got all dolled up, her friend was in black tight form fitting mini dress, with the purple bra popping out, with tights and black boots, my sister was in a very low cut shinny purple dress, with purple pumps to match, i was in my normal all black 50's cut dress, with petticoat and light brown fridge boots. we all had down our make up and blown out our hair. my sisters is black and a cute shorter cut, mine is golden and fuckin' long. So there we were ready to go and it was 9:30.
we walked out onto our street, in our quaint semi ghetto Neighborhood, and had a brief conversation about how horrible the weather was. warm and sticky, humid as fuck. the train ride was pretty unexciting, the B to the C to 50th and 8th. by 10:30 we were walking into the bar that my sister wanted to go to, to see the bar tender that she "likes". when we got there we were surprised to see that there was a cover fee and being broke college kids were not about to do that. My sis went down alone to say hi and we waited for her to get back. when she got back we headed down to my best friends bar a little ways down on 9th.
my best friend (we'll call him Buckethead for all intense purposes, he'll be talked about a lot so its good to have a name for him). so me and Buckethead go way back, we met in 7th grade and its pretty much been best friends since. we have never really dated, but (although he wont admit it...) he felt me up at the first high school party we went too. we have a really close bond, he have always had fuzzy boundary lines, we hold hands and cuddle a lot, and talk about anything. there have been a few moment when we have been close to letting emotions get in the way- but we have never acted upon them. people have always told us we would end up getting married- HA! we would kill each other... no really shotgun and poison. but for now he is just my best friend, and he lives in and works in the city, and as a bar tender he is pretty much responsible for my Alcoholism.
after that we went to one of my favorite bars, Bull Moose. it's a whole in the wall kind of place with really friendly faces, and a simple pool table, as well as sports lounge. had a beer which was my third of the night.. and for me that is quite a large amount, I'm a really light weight. which i think is a really REALLY good thing, I'm a cheap date.
after that i got a call from a boy- (we'll call him Busboy because i met him about two months ago on the bus...) so he called and wanted to see me. now long story short last time i saw him he was to fucked up to get me home, and the time before that he throw up everywhere... so i was a little scared of what would happen, but he sounded not drunk so i say yes to meeting him. i sat on the train drunk as usual playing the demo version of Diner dash on my phone, and 40 min later got off at my stop in Brooklyn. called Busboy and he didn't answer. "must have fallen asleep" i told myself. oh well. so i came home, eat ice cream and at 3:40 am i set my alarm for 8:00 am and fell asleep.
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