motherfucker here i come
last night we met Michael T, which was ah-mazing. I was so drunk, told him he was gorgeous (he reciprocated!), his birthday party was fantastic (it was!), and I've never been to Motherfucker so now... must go. Must. I love him! (I know... I love a lot of people lately, underage boys, british boys, whatevs... love makes the world go round.. right?).
I tried to go into the bathroom with a "chaperone" but I was denied. Fair enough.
Finally we ended up at a diner in Queens that wasn't Odessa with menus that were impossible to read, they were all collaged pictures that looked like ransom notes or those collages of Jonathan Taylor Thomas you made your girlfriends when you were 13 and had crap like pictures of Kate Moss in a bikini next to a picture bacon cheeseburger. Yeah uhhuh that makes sense.
last night we met Michael T, which was ah-mazing. I was so drunk, told him he was gorgeous (he reciprocated!), his birthday party was fantastic (it was!), and I've never been to Motherfucker so now... must go. Must. I love him! (I know... I love a lot of people lately, underage boys, british boys, whatevs... love makes the world go round.. right?).
I tried to go into the bathroom with a "chaperone" but I was denied. Fair enough.
Finally we ended up at a diner in Queens that wasn't Odessa with menus that were impossible to read, they were all collaged pictures that looked like ransom notes or those collages of Jonathan Taylor Thomas you made your girlfriends when you were 13 and had crap like pictures of Kate Moss in a bikini next to a picture bacon cheeseburger. Yeah uhhuh that makes sense.