Drunk blogging. Never done it. Fingers slightly numb. This is amusing.
Second mid-week drunk in a row. Do I have a problem? Played kickball tonight. Afterwards, went to the smelly kickball bar.
Got several lines from one guy on my kickball team.
Are you from Tennessee?
Well, I lived there for a while. [Leave it to me to step all over the line.]
Because you are the only ten I see.
Ha ha ah ah.
Are you from NASA?
Because your ass is out of this world.
Ha ha ha ha!
He asked me to make out with him several times. When I called his bluff, he ran away. I kid you not. RAN AWAY.
Men fear me.
He was kind of cute. Maybe next week he'll have some more lines for me.
Grateful for: mid-week drinking. Better late than never.