Cupid's Chokehold
This weekend has been one of the most insane and outrageous of my entire life. It all started on Thursday with seeing JT in concert. Well, during the concert, Timbaland came out on stage (I was soooo psyched!) and did a whole set of awesome song mixes. Next day my good friend DJ did me the honor of hooking me up with the entire album even though it's not on sale yet. Way to go, love!
Friday. Friday, friday, friday... It's funny... it's taking me so long to remember what I did on Friday because this whole weekend has been a one long perfect blur. Nevertheless, on Friday we went to see this DJ (not my DJ) at the Gay Club. I have never seen one place that was soooo full of hipsters. There was this one absolutely gorgeous, hot, incredibly sexy gay man. Of course, he was there with his BOYFRIEND. Figures, right?
On Saturday, we went to the Exclusive Club that was open til 4 in the A.M. It was pretty much insane. The Frat Boy went with us and since we pregamed before the club (the admissions was extremely pricey and we didn't want to spend tons of money on drinks), he was smashed beyond belief when we walked into the club. Well, when Frat Boy gets drunk, he's all over EVERY GIRL HE SEES. Last time, we made out on the dance floor, but like I said before, that was done and over with. I am not revisiting that situation again. Well, needless to say, Frat Boy asks me if I want to dance so he can be all over me. I, ever so gently, place my hand on his shoulder and say, "Honey, I don't feel like dancing right now. You are ruining my game." I was, of course, half joking when I said that, but frankly, he was getting on my nerves, because yeah there were some cuties around that I wanted to talk to and yeah Frat Boy was kind of cock blocking.
Sunday, I had the second date with the Really Short Guy, aka Shorty. We went to some bar and knocked back a few and then headed over to his place for some movie watching. Okay. This is the part where I mention that Shorty has THE PERFECT APARTMENT. I mean, I would kill for that place. The view of the Big City was amazing. The lights, the skyline, everyting was perfect, as was the guy I was with. Why the hell is he short? That's his ONLY shortcoming. That, and his roommate. He's a total drama queen, but more on that later.
So we ended up watching Pirates of the Caribbean, Hollywoodland (where we totally missed the whole point of the movie), and a bit of Havoc which is just simply a hot piece of ass of a movie. I called it a night around 11:30 when I was like, "Shit, I really need to get SOME sleep before the work week starts." I really hope he fucks this up somehow.... I am falling for him a little bit. Just a little bit.
And finally, this is totally unrelated but here is what my cell phone says about me, apparently:
Samsung: Young women, career focused, success driven, fun seekers
Celebrities who have one: Leonardo DiCaprio, Allison Janney
Okay, that pretty much sums me up.
Call it love, or whatever you call it,
but everywhere I go I keep his picture in my wallet.
-Jess
Friday. Friday, friday, friday... It's funny... it's taking me so long to remember what I did on Friday because this whole weekend has been a one long perfect blur. Nevertheless, on Friday we went to see this DJ (not my DJ) at the Gay Club. I have never seen one place that was soooo full of hipsters. There was this one absolutely gorgeous, hot, incredibly sexy gay man. Of course, he was there with his BOYFRIEND. Figures, right?
On Saturday, we went to the Exclusive Club that was open til 4 in the A.M. It was pretty much insane. The Frat Boy went with us and since we pregamed before the club (the admissions was extremely pricey and we didn't want to spend tons of money on drinks), he was smashed beyond belief when we walked into the club. Well, when Frat Boy gets drunk, he's all over EVERY GIRL HE SEES. Last time, we made out on the dance floor, but like I said before, that was done and over with. I am not revisiting that situation again. Well, needless to say, Frat Boy asks me if I want to dance so he can be all over me. I, ever so gently, place my hand on his shoulder and say, "Honey, I don't feel like dancing right now. You are ruining my game." I was, of course, half joking when I said that, but frankly, he was getting on my nerves, because yeah there were some cuties around that I wanted to talk to and yeah Frat Boy was kind of cock blocking.
Sunday, I had the second date with the Really Short Guy, aka Shorty. We went to some bar and knocked back a few and then headed over to his place for some movie watching. Okay. This is the part where I mention that Shorty has THE PERFECT APARTMENT. I mean, I would kill for that place. The view of the Big City was amazing. The lights, the skyline, everyting was perfect, as was the guy I was with. Why the hell is he short? That's his ONLY shortcoming. That, and his roommate. He's a total drama queen, but more on that later.
So we ended up watching Pirates of the Caribbean, Hollywoodland (where we totally missed the whole point of the movie), and a bit of Havoc which is just simply a hot piece of ass of a movie. I called it a night around 11:30 when I was like, "Shit, I really need to get SOME sleep before the work week starts." I really hope he fucks this up somehow.... I am falling for him a little bit. Just a little bit.
And finally, this is totally unrelated but here is what my cell phone says about me, apparently:
Samsung: Young women, career focused, success driven, fun seekers
Celebrities who have one: Leonardo DiCaprio, Allison Janney
Okay, that pretty much sums me up.
Call it love, or whatever you call it,
but everywhere I go I keep his picture in my wallet.
-Jess
posted by V.I.P. @ 4:36 AM
1 Comments:
At 9:28 AM,
Meg said…
I must certainly say that your weekend was ballin' out of control and your phone...so, so you! I love it!
Hearts and Chunky Chunks,
Joanna
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