Wednesday, January 24, 2007

I've been staying in a lot lately, just thinking things out. I've started reading some of my old Star Wars books. I went to a Staples Bowling party, Sunday night. It was nice to see Jennifer, Wendy, Paul, Adam, Mikey & Bobbie. I was Wendy's guest, and we had a lot of fun. We danced. She's taking me to Necto Friday night.

I don't really feel like writing.

   posted by Bald Jason at 12:00 AM
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   Saturday, January 27, 2007

I met this guy named Christopher last night. Tried putting his phone # in my phone, but I must have shut it before the last setting, and I don't actually have it now. That happened once before. He got my number too, so hopefully he calls me. I might go to City Club tonight; not sure yet.

I went to Necto last night, with Wendy from Staples. I had a really good time. I danced a lot, and I got hit on a lot, though mostly by 18-20yos who freaked out when I told them how old I was. I know I should just lie to these guys, but I can't bring myself to do it. I guess it's flattering that they think I'm younger, but it's pretty annoying that they all kind of run away. For awhile that wasn't happening. Oh well.

There was this one guy (Christopher) who was gothed out as well, and I saw him all over the club, and I saw him looking at me a few times. Later, Wendy & I were dancing in the Red Room - I was getting sweat in my eyes, so I went to use the bathroom, and told her I'd meet her in the hallway. When I was about to enter the men's room, I noticed the boy across the way giving me "the look" - the "you are fucking hot" look. I returned the look, and entered the bathroom, thinking he'd be there when I got back. He wasn't. And I couldn't chase after him, upstairs, because I was waiting for Wendy. I asked this goth girl if she was with him, but she wasn't; she wished me luck though. I found Wendy, and we found him on the dance floor upstairs. I grabbed him from behind, and told him he was hot, and as I continued on, he grabbed me and said I was hot too, and that I should find him outside after the bar. After the bar closed we found him before heading outside, and he asked for my phone number, which I gave him, along with my webpage address. I also asked for his and programed it into my phone. It was a 313 area code, so I'm guessing Detroit? I even thought for a second that I should make sure the phone # was programmed in, but there was this huge group of people pressing me out the door, and I figured I was being paranoid. FUCK.

Oh well. He'll either call or he won't. Blah.

   posted by Bald Jason at 08:21 PM
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