A few week back!
I'm just going to bed... after being up a solid 48 hrs!!!
Went on a date last night, with a lovely guy, lets call him N, we went to a county pub, and had a few glasses of wine, very civilized and nice, but to tell you the truth... he was boring as shit, I'M NOT INTERESTED IN CARS!!! the final nail on the coffin was the fact he let me pay for a drink!!!
By 11.30 it was time for home, so N drove me back to mine, I gave him a peck on the cheek and thanked him for a lovely time, he asked if he could take me out again, and obviously I said of course, because I wasn't really gunna tell him I thought he was boring.
so by 12 I was just about to put my Pj's on and go to bed when I got a call from Really Bad Boy (RBB ), (an acquaintance that I've been mutually flirting with, and with whom I'm due to be going to dinner with on wednesday) asking if I fancied a few drinks, I told him to bugger off, that I was far too tired and drunk!
I seriously have no clue how it happened cause I certainly had no intentions of going... but about 10 minutes later, there were three of us in his mates two seater ferrari, going back to his, with a police car behind us (luckily they didn't pull us over) his mate dropped us off, at RBB's pad, a very nice penthouse. I'm not gunna go into what actually happened, lets just say there was plenty of sex, drugs, n rock n roll!!!
Should I have gone there? absolutely not!!! (there are some more details to how RBB and I became acquanintance's that I can't be arsed to go into, but really meant I shouldn't of gone there, and no! he's not married or with anyone!)
Am I glad I did go there? oh yes! life is for living! and last night I was certainly living, a night I doubt I'll ever forget!
2008-07-22 @ 19:45