Oh how I wish they were steamy and deserving of a celebratory blog but alas that is not the path fate chose for me. Went to a new bar last night about the only place I could get in after work this was about 11 or so I downed a drink to wash away the day a was able to grab another before midnight, I had been scoping out the crowd it was a great mix fun lively and down to earth there were mostly couples and a few college girls there as a group looking for a good time away from the hustle and bustle of the local gay bar. Then there were three girls one of which caught my eye so I checked her out it was way to loud to talk and made sure she knew I was interested as the crowd began to fade she and I started talking and we hit it off soon the alcohol started to take effect on both of us and soon we were kissing right in the middle of this tiny little bar now I have never been one to shy away from public displays but with a girl I just meet well its a bit out of character and I sure it was for her as well and so fate stepped in and the alcohol took over with her and she was way to drunk to even remember my name and at times who I was sadly by this point her last remaining friend had thought that things were going well with us and had wondered off to be with her boyfriend so I was stuck trying to get this girl home I could have taken her to my place or a cheap hotel but the white knight part of me would not allow that and so I brushed off my drunkshinary and with a lot of luck was able to get her home she wanted my phone number so she could call and apologies but was in no shape to remember to even right it down I gave it to her roommate and am not even sure he saved it in her phone who know what will come of this but I feel like the old horse with a carrot tied to a stick hanging just out of reach stubbornly trying to get at it oh how I hate being an honorable gentleman it seems only to invite the fates to tease and torment so again last night the white knight sleeps alone where the black knight would not have. well at least I could look myself in the mirror this morning though it was not a pretty sight the cider was might strong happy new years all |