Y2 D23

Youth is wasted on the... no wait fuck that, youth is just wasted...

OMG It's SO IMPORTANT THAT I TALK TO YOU... yeah then why didn't you call? Oh, I see, I have to text you the next day? So what was so goddamn important?? Oh don't worry about it, it was nothing. WTF? Motherfucker...

Spend 24 hours stressing about being a daddy again, or an STD, or that I ruined another life all for the let down of the century. People. Can't live with them, can't put more than one in your trunk at a time...

Had fun last night though regardless of the stress. Back in the groove at work. Feeling it. Still not sure the outcome of my fuck up from earlier this week, but just keeping my head down and being the good boy. Lay low and hope it all goes away.

Had a wine tasting party last night at my friend's restaurant. Again - fucking people. Wait let me back up...

Got home from work and made dinner for the kid - made a mac & cheese with olives, garlic, chevre, and penne. Made her a chocolate mousse from scratch. Made her help too. Got to get that kid in the mode of knowing how to cook for herself.

Side note - the worst commercials ever were those Carl's Jr ones where they showed the stupid guy putting an avocado in the blender and they had the tagline of "if it wasn't for us guys wouldn't eat". Bullshit. The majority of the great chefs in the world are MEN you fuck face...

Wow. I am smarmy today...

So made her mousse and then headed of to the wine tasting. I *HAD* 10 confirmed as of 5 or 6 for a 7pm event. I was the host and it was my name on the reservation. How many showed? 3. Three. Troi. Tres. Cocksuckers.

I am not going to be scheduling any more events if people can't bother to show.

Anyway, the THREE of us had a great time. Some good wine, great conversation, and just had fun. After there, I headed out with one of the servers and this cute lesbian couple. We ended up at another bar drinking this things called "voleiballs". Some vodka concoction. The server brought one of the other customers and I got to see how I look through other people's eyes. He was older than me, not by much, but enough, and she is 31. Ah. So that's what I look like when I am hitting on younger women... Got it. Have to admit, if he did go home with her? Way to go brother. This old man won't knock you.

Got in around midnight and decided to wake up the neighbors with some heavy metal guitar playing. Ok, I was once again drunk and it was mostly noise, but what the hell. Texted the little one at 1 something to say hi. Yeah, I know. Smitten. Infatuated. Need to let it die, but that's so fucking hard.

Passed out and ended up getting up late. Made it out of the house in sixteen minutes this morning. Rock and roll baby. Rule #743 - if you're gonna play, be ready to pay.

Tonight I am going to the movies with N1. Let's see how this goes. This may be the last time...