Yesssss!

B+D’s Pieces of Me: “Yesss” is a reference to the movie Napoleaon Dynamite, as well as “Gaud” though Napoleon says, “Gosh”. Other favorite phrases are “Eat your Ham” and sometimes it’s followed by “You Stupid Lama”, however Matt and I use “Fatty” afterwards a lot more.

I had gone out to Waxy’s Thursday night after I came home wired from work. I convinced one of my neighbors Mike to go out for some games of pool and cold beers. There’s nothing I love more than a chill night with some friends bullshitting, drinking and being merry. Pool seals the deal for me. I’m decent at it, but I dig that new table, clean felt, and new Qs. Oh and they always have chalk which is a high commodity around here. The table was already laid out for the next game. Perfectly racked pool balls, and two Qs crossing each other laying on the table. It was picture perfect. I got pumped. Went to bar and ordered the usual, a Sammy, toasted, walked over and asked if Mike and I could play whoever was on the table. As usual I didn’t do so well on the first game (to me, it’s a warm up), but Mike impressed me with his skills. He was being modest earlier. We played two games and ended up in a tie. And I was feeling those beers, ate something, and we headed home. Next day I woke up feeling groggy, fuzzy-headed and I hate that. Needless to say I was late for work.

Worked until 10 and on my way home, I get a text msg from Jules saying she is dying to go out dancing, I agreed. I came home and poured myself a Kettle One Citroen and Pine. Then I poured another, and a third as I was chatting with my neighbor Lisa about men and relationships. Yes very cliche but it’s true. She is older than me which is refreshing and I can learn from her as we are a lot alike. We were discussing the differences in dating younger vs. older men. We came up with two conclusions: 1) It’s not the age that matters when it comes to a person’s mind and way of thinking. It’s his ability to be open minded, interested, kind and thoughtful to a woman who is his partner. Not be arrogant, inconsiderate and machista. 2) The age thing only comes into play regarding physical attraction. A guy can be a total loser in his 20s as well as his 40s. But it’s how they look and what visual and olfactory qualities they possess that makes your body fervent with ardor that tells a woman whether she would consider you at all. We may want to fuck you, but by not having #1 you’ll never be more than a booty call, and only if you impress us the first time. Note to guys: going down on us before intercourse will ensure your girl is hot, wet, and happy, thus more likely that she will become a lioness between the sheets.

Jules arrived and I hadn’t even showered, but it usually takes me 20 minutes to get ready, that is if I’m not already buzzed. We caught up on our lives as I got ready and we headed out. Here’s one thing I hate. I hate being all dressed up, in high heels, and having to walk. I want a damn cab. But it’s nearly impossible to find one at 1AM on Meridian Ave. We started to walk towards 5th and these two guys in motorcycles were passing by, and I saw my chance to getting to the club. “Can you give us a ride?” I yelled. Cmon, what two guys are not going to give two hot girls a ride and look cool on their bikes? I knew we were golden. And they were cute. Score! We hopped on and they drove us to Love/Hate. Thanks guys. We went straight to the bar and ordered two shots of chilled Patron. Ahh that was yummy. Jules looked at me and said, “Another?” I never say No to Tequila unless I’m really shit-faced, and I wasn’t quite there yet. She and I danced for hours, non-stop, flirting with some boys, and some girls (I think this place has become a local hangout for lesbians which is cool by me).

Today I woke up with sore quads and feeling like crap. Every time I drink too much I swear to myself that I won’t do it again. Yeah right. But I needed to run some errands so after a couple of hours I motivated, got on my bike, and headed to Alton. Return movie check. Contacts exchange check. Emergency car kit purchase check. I needed a pedi, since I hadn’t had one since my trip to NY, so I decided I’d try one more place. I walked into what I originally thought was some bullshitt salon, but to my surprise Blush Nail Lounge felt very comfortable, homey, and sterile. The walls are draped in curtains giving it a soft and welcoming feeling to otherwise cold white walls. They offered me something to drink which is nice. And there was one Asian woman who turned out to be the owner. Do you know how happy I am right now? I grab a gossip mag, sit down in one of the big and comfy pedicure chairs, put my feet in the warm water and enjoy the jet massage on my feet while I turn on the vibrating chair and choose my settings. Full back massage with kneading. I’m in heaven. I like this place. I really needed this. Hey, when you don’t have a bf you need to get creative in ways of getting a massages and orgasms.