February Round Up + March Beginnings & Winnings

Okay… So February was a wild month, jam-packed with action and excitement. First with extreme dance parties, rolling with the homies. Also meeting and sleeping with new boys. Hanging out with retro besties and meeting even more new boys. 

Last entry I had formed a phone connection with a really cool dude (Tego Escobar). So we finally hung out, group style. His friends and my friends all becoming friends. Meanwhile his friends (although funny & friendly) were not hot at all. And by saying not hot I am being nice, because birth defects are not something to be made fun of. 

Anywho, it was a chill situation the energy was low because Escobar was tired. It was one of those situations where you’re dying to relax and showcase your amazing[ness] but you become really self conscious because you want every move to be perceived as cool and awesome. (Because all you want is for this beautiful male specimen to like you and be into you, just THAT into you!) So you spend the night in your head while your bestie shines, because she’s just their for moral support—no pressure on her…Although he has said “lets chill” it has yet to happen again. 

Valentine’s Day was spent with the Ex Boyfriend. Fun and comfortable.

Moving right along, later that month, on a girls-night-out the aforementioned bestie and I hit the city! We had several drinks at a fun midtown bar. We were fun, flirty, and laughing. Just havin’ a good time. My gf/ bestie/ bff wants to meet up with this guy she’s talking to so I (take one for the team) and say “yea girl lets!” Not even remotely expecting anything of it. So we wind up at a poppin’ midtown dance club. Its packed, fists are pumping, bodies raging, but our buzz is wearing off. So we wander, we hit the bar, we meet up with her guy Dean* and his bff Jeremy*. Jeremy and I are dancing, the other 2 are dancing and yadda, yadda, yadda we are in fucking Queens?!?!?!?! It was the craziest experience with the moments just whizzing by and oral sex exchanged. Let’s just say the night ended with a very hushed-covert departure from Grandma’s house in Queens. WEIRD. 

The final week of February held the most magnificent moments of the month. My best friend from college came to NYC for her birthday. The terrific trio went to Santos and danced the night away with free drinks from rando.s and just an all around good vibes + good times. What augmented the fun of this night was the mucho fun that was had the previous Wednesday. We went to this magazine event, which had free beer and live music. The Artist that performed Porcelain Raft was mesmerizing, but shortly after getting high off beer and new tunes we dashed over to the East Village (from Brooklyn) to see a live performance of Risky Business another below the radar, yet phenomenal group. So the energy and excitement carried over to the weekend.

But HERE is March! At first I was concerned because where was Aunt Flo aka Timmy? I had to reflect on the month and ask myself “Who did I fornicate with and WTF if I am preggers with their fucking baby?!!?!?” Thank the Universe because Timmy arrived. 

March I think will be sex free. As long as I stay away from the Ex and the ecs(tasy).