Fall Promiscuity: Part I

A lot, a lot, a lot has been happening. Too much to get everything down, so I guess I'll try to work backwards. First of all, though, let me say that I've been much better... only two nights of debauchery this week!

Yesterday I went up to the Bronx with IrishBird (from Cheers) to meet her spiritual advisor, Gilda. It was a strange experience-- she lives in a 2 bedroom apartment with her daughter, son-in-law and three grandchildren. She said that she can help me get rid of the "negative spirits" that are haunting me, but she couldn't say how without meditating with candles first for eight days (which of course, would cost me $10 per candle!)>

The night before all that, we went out for Anxious' birthday-- me, BigSis, GoldenFinch, Contessa and Contessa's new boy. Anxious was driving me NUTS! So manic and so passive-aggressive and hostile and competitive with me. Ugh!!!

Anyway, still working backwards, I went out with BigSis and my cousin Jail and her sorority sisters so "Hunkmania" for Jail's birthday on Friday night. It was totally obscene. Honestly, and so unnecessary, and all about equating sex with money, which I hate.

After that, I went to Cheers and had an amazing karaoke night-- over the course of the night singing "Bewitched," "Maybe This Time," and "Over the Rainbow." I just hung with these two older guys (Sheldon and ?) and they were sweet.

Then I met that guy who sang the "Thong song." I totally inappropriately flirted with him (as in I expressed interest when I wasn't really interested AT ALL) and I promised him I would see him not this Friday, but the Friday after.

After that, DateRapeGuy annoyed me for a long time, challenging me on matters of history. I remember telling him that he is not a friend, but "only an acquaintance."

Then I was talking to those two guys who worked for TV news-- one from Stanford who worked for ESPN and one from Harvard who worked for NBC. Then, that guy who went to Brown asked if he could take me home. He was wasted and I laughed and pretended to be offended and said "no."

I don't remember how I met the last two, or even what the second guy's name was, but we ended up back at my place to watch Paul Newman movies and do coke (my suggestion-- my idea for a perfect night, right?). One of the two guys left early-- at around 3:00 am. I remember giving him pretzels. The second guy, BostonBoy, started acting all dreamy and saying how he really wanted to get to know me and to hold me, etc.

We ended up sort of having sex for hours, but he kept going soft because of all the coke. (Poor guy!)

Anyway, at 4:00 am, the phone rang. I was sure it was Narc, so I answered (even though I was literally in the middle of having sex), but it wasn't Narc-- it was MarriedGuy!

Later, IrishBird told me that the MarriedGuy had stayed until closing time looking for me and was back the following night until closing time looking for me too. Crazy!

But, I'll have to write about that story later.

Anyway, the next morning, BostonBoy wanted to have sex again because he was all hard, but I didn't want to-- too much light of day. Besides, I had to go buy Anxious a present and meet B for brunch before the opera. (Walkure starring Domingo!!!)