Yes, I did get jealous when all these other guys were trying to pick her up.
And yes, I did leave the club with her and walked her home like a gentleman.
I am going to be 25 tomorrow. This is scary. A quarter of a century and I don't feel like a day over 21. The only thing that has changed is my wardrobe and the frequency of how much sex I am having.
It's unbelievable. Once I got dumped, the floodgates opened and lately, I am juggling a pool of people trying to contact me. It's like they sensed I was available or something. And here I was feeling all dejected and sexually repulsive because of Mr. Gehry. And yes, I even had sex with him three times afterwards. I figured my self-respect can take a backseat to me getting laid as I could care less. Sex is sex.
Tomorrow, the Henster and Robin are taking me to the Drake Hotel for dinner. Then we're staying for cocktails. A chic night out with my two buds.
I can't wait for Saturday though. The plan is to go to the Science Centre (my choice, of course). And then to the Bedford Academy for some birthday drinking.
And yes, Miss Mortgage is my date.
Wow, she's getting a pseudonym now too? I really must like her.
