I was on FIRE or drunk, last night… one-in-the-same, I suppose. You know those days when you sit around all day and tell yourself, “I am NOT going out tonight!” and then you do, and it ends up being one of those incredible nights out? This was one of those nights.
The night started, where else: [...]
This train hasn’t stopped, baby! Choo-Choo!
Friday night I picked up my girl Deanna from Chicago at the airport, and we headed down for Happy Hour drinks at Liquid. I was pleasantly surprised by the crowd. We took off a little early to visit her parents’ yacht club for their annual Regatta party. After enough family [...]
I keep getting emails/comments on the reasons why L dumped me. The truthful answer is: I don’t know.
The Fucker (as he is so-affectionately-named) doesn’t have the balls to call and tell me. He pulled out the dick-card and just stopped calling me once he got back in town. So, people… your guess is as good [...]
The dust is starting to settle around the “break-up.” (If you can even call it that). I still have yet to receive some sort of phone call, message, email, some random “fuck you’s.” The first couple days were the hardest. Now the middle fingers are coming out (yeah, the “I could give a FUCK” ones).
The [...]
I would’ve chalked it up to being drunk, if I didn’t have two other people with me that heard it:
Bum (on W.6th): Hey, Mel! What’s up?
How the FUCK did some homeless man know my name? Again, if I were alone, I’d be standing there dumbfounded thinking he were some street prophet. Oh wise one, do [...]
