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SLU-UT
Monday again. This weekend went way too fast. Not much to report. Friday night I went out with Carlos, Tasha and her GF, Mario, his friend Chris from Dallas, Greg, and two diva friends of Mario's. We went to JRs first, and after about an hour there, we decided to go to South Beach because cover was free before 11. You know, I find it funny that we'll spend $100 on drinks, but we have to decide where we're going to go based on how much cover is. Anywho, it was fun, even though I'm not ordinarily a big fan of South Beach. I had a thin short sleeve shirt on, and they kept fogging the dance floor with that cold foggy air I guess to cool the place off. My nipples were about to put everyone's eyes out.
Anywho, I haven't written much about Mario before. Mario is the kind that thinks he's really cute, a really good dresser, etc. However I must say that Mario has the absolute worst taste in clothes I have ever seen. I mean, really, the worst. I know that what he wears is really expensive, however 99% of the time, expensive does not translate into cute. So Friday night he had on jeans, black cowboy boots (the kind with heels, like Prince wears), a white wife-beater tank top, and a white cotton sweater vest. Ok, the vest is what got us. Not only were the buttons on the wrong side to be a men's vest, but I swear it looked like it came from Clothestime. It was the ugliest outfit I have ever seen. All he needed was a purse to complete the ensemble. I asked him if he thought the boots helped butch up the outfit and all he did was laugh. Horrible.
So we stayed out until about 1 when Carlos and I got tired and went home to bed. I got up at 9 AM Saturday and went to the gym to sweat out some of the liquor, and I went to the Bally's in the Village, AKA Disco Bally's, where all the queens work out. I did my workout, and afterwards I went into the steam room to sweat a bit. Yup, that steam room is still a mess. I stepped in what I think may have been cum, and at that point I decided I needed to get outta there before the police raided it.
So I went home and pretty much pissed the whole day away eating and looking at porn on the internet. Fun times. Carlos got home around 9:30 that night, and we watched Mad TV and Saturday Night Live until about 11:30 when we passed out cold.
Did anyone else see Mad TV when they made fun of Andra and James from Boy Meets Boy? That was just plain wrong. Funny as hell, but wrong.
Sunday I got up early and went for a run. Then I went to Kingwood to hang out with the folks for a while. The construction is finally over, and the house really looks good. Problem is that now my mom makes everyone take their shoes off at the door to keep from messing up the floor. I padded around in my socks all day.
On the way home, I did something I haven't done in a really long time. I felt like being a bit of a voyeur, so I stopped at the adult bookstore on the way back from the folks. There are little holes cut in the booth walls, and sometimes you can watch some pretty hot stuff. I watched a cute guy suck off a black guy with a big dick, I shot my load, then left and went home to boil myself to remove any germs from the place. Don't worry....I didn't do anything with anyone, nor would I.
I am a slu-ut. I know. But how is that any different than watching porn? It's just live, mmmkay?
Bitchhead McGee called in sick today. I can already tell that today is going to be a nightmare.
9:28 a.m. - 2003-09-29
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