Thursday, June 28, 2012

Y4 D34

Everybody sing with me:

Special hell, special hell, I'm going to the special hell. It's so warm, it's so nice, don't have to ask me twice!

Hahahahahaha. Amusing myself.

Why the amusement? Because I am getting laid tomorrow night. No, this isn't wishful thinking or hoping I am getting laid. I am getting laid. When a woman says certain things it's pretty clear what her intentions are for the situation. See below...

And how did all this come about one may ask? Let me tell you boys and girls...

Tomorrow night I am going to the opera. Yes, the opera. My friend who I mentioned is in town from Portland for the summer is the stage manager for a production. To support her, be her friend, get a chance to hang out with her, etc I asked her if it would be cool if I came to one of the performances. That was a week or so ago. On Tuesday I double checked with her if it was still cool if I came to the show. She said yes. Yesterday I bought my ticket for the Friday night performance. They are a non-profit theater group and as someone who knows what that is like, I was okay with spending the $30 on a ticket. I mentioned to her in chat that I bought my ticket and I was thinking about taking the train instead of driving. I asked her if she might be able to give me a ride home afterwards as I would probably miss the last train. I also mentioned I might get a hotel room that way I don't have to stress if she wanted to go get a drink or whatever after the show. She said she should be able to drive me home. Okay, cool.

Four hours later (I checked the chat logs), she responds with 'I could be 100% convinced to stay the night if you did get a room'. Um, done and done? We flirted for a bit, innuendos a flying, and at one point I said 'if you're exhausted after the show, you can relax, take a bath, have some champagne, a massage, and then whatever.' Her response: 'after the show I think I want to be pushed up against something and fucked.' Damn. That is pretty straight forward. I said that I was trying to be a gentleman, but am happy to work that way too. I loved her response 'I already know you're a gentleman, now show me you're a man.' Getting laid tomorrow night kids. Luckily I had enough points that the hotel isn't costing me anything really. I had to use some cash and points, but yeah it will be worth it. We all pay for sex in one form or another and for me that's a theater ticket and a hotel room. I am good with that.

Now there is some pressure here to perform, but I am sure I can rise to the challenge. Still amusing myself...

I did other things too yesterday. Um... oh I worked more. I did finish up all of the final QA changes for the reports. Which means that unless some weird shit is found today, I am idle. I feel pretty confident I took care of everything last night, but there could still be one or two little formatting or display issues today. Nothing that should cause me any stress.

The kid had a donut date with her XBF. He then hung out and watched Lilo and Stitch with her. I think those two are FWBs at this point. Whatever. They want to bang, let them bang. Not my place. She gets knocked up I will kick his ass, but as long as everyone is safe, let the whole house get laid! Yeah, I know, Father of the Year. At least she is safe and happy. I heard him leave around 11 or 11:30 last night. Again, as long as she is safe and happy who cares. I am going to spend the night in a hotel tomorrow to get laid so I cannot judge. That was my day. And remember:

MAY I NEVER BE COMPLETE. MAY I NEVER BE CONTENT. MAY I NEVER BE PERFECT.

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