My Dick Hates Standards

Lately I have not been going out as often as in the past... which makes the few times I do go out much more significant. For instance, last weekend I went to the Sweetwater Brewery tour, then on to Casa Grande where the guys at the bar informed me it was flamer night. Thankfully I look as straight as they come. After having the devil's mixture of a frozen margarita and frozen sangria (the nice gay guy recommended it) I was ready to go home, pass out, and die. But no, on to bar hopping at the Highlands. We hit a few places before landing at Dark Horse, where I wanted to find a nice place to sleep. I met two college girls, one a hot blonde, the other a cute brunette who had a bit of low self-esteem. I gave them both my number before I left, and guess who called last night? Who doesn't love the LSE girls?

So the brunette and I agreed to meet up at Front Page News in Midtown. She lives in the Little 5 Points neighbourhood right next to the FPN there, but I insisted on Midtown because it will be the only place jumping on Thursday night. That decision impacted the night dramatically. In Little 5 I could have had the same dinner, and then proceeded easily back to her place. However, I wanted Midtown, and everything is just a bit more screwed up there...

I get to Front Page on time for once and call the brunette, Meg, to see where she is. Turns out Meg got lost on Peachtree and is a good 30 minutes away... never mind she drove right by the place on the way to getting lost. No matter, the NBA Finals and the Yankees/Sox game was on. I didn't watch either game because a co-worker of mind, Sarah, was there. And she was dressed very nice. And she is a hot blonde. And she ran to hug me. The flirting started immediately once Sarah learned I was there to meet a girl, and she intimated that there were currently no men in her life. Nice. Sarah's friends showed up - a trio of nice honies - and I was as happy as I would feel all night. I wasn't too concerned about Meg because I could barely remember what she looked like, but Sarah and company was - so we parted ways as Meg entered the restaurant.

In bars, I am typically an awesome guy. Not nice necessarily, but awesome. Awesome is generally defined as a fun to be around person, easy going, cool, and makes you look and feel better in his or her presence. I rarely find awesome girls... the closest I ever get is finding girls who want to be around awesome guys like me. Which works well enough in the short term. Meg wants to be around awesome guys. Sarah IS an awesome girl. My dick and I got into a bit of an argument over the situation. He was upset because right now he is homeless and knows for a fact that Meg is not working right now and seems easy to please. He also brought up the valid point that Sarah is working, is on a "girls night out," and it has been almost a full year since I successfully took a girl home who was surrounded by her girlfriends. Meg would give up the home run, Sarah would require at least a couple innings to get a score. I countered that awesome people are a rarity, and when you are with an awesome girl - it is like no one else is in the room. Well, my dick thought it won out after Sarah and her friends left FPN, and I could concentrate on liking Meg. Only all I wanted to do was drink. I felt like Stewie after he got LaDonne fired.

After dinner we headed to Twisted Taco. I figured I could get her drunk and things would get interesting. And they did, because I saw a very drunken Sarah and friends as I walked in the door. We immediately hugged, and I made introductions. It was pretty obvious who I was really interested in, and it was made even more obvious as I started bumping and grinding with Sarah. At Sarah's behest, I eventually made an effort to be nice to my date, but it was unnecesary. Meg quickly learned she was on her own, and she made friends very quickly at Taco. Sarah's friends dragged her home, and I ended up leaving soon after. Meg was surrounded by horny guys, and even though I still had a shot - my complete lack of interest in her as a person wouldn't let me stay.

My penis and I aren't speaking right now.