#sorrynotsorry
I keep singing that version of Happy Birthday that Marilyn Monroe does thats all breathy and hot while I type this up. Why, you ask? Because my BFF/ex/current roomy had a birthday yesterday! With all this cash I have sitting around, we just HAD to go out and celebrate. We hired a cap to drive us around, started in on the Jack and Coke and let it ride. We went to this club where I like to go because the music is loud, the lights are low and there are great drinks. We were both buzzing pretty good before we even got there but with a whole night ahead of us, neither of us was slowing down. I talked with some people I knew and Quil danced with some other girls. I danced with some other guys and eventually got to dance with each other. It wasn't like one of those stupid high school slow dances or anything lovey at all. Let me try to set the scene a little better. The lights are low except the glare from the neon that flashes through the dark to the beat of the music. Its hot, and th...