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[fuzzygruf]

10:30pm last night - Arrive home from D.C.
10:35pm last night - Head out the door to go to the Lone Star.

The weekend trip was good. I'll post a separate square dance post later. This A&C weekend had far fewer straight people than the Tahoe weekend. Much higher percentage of hot guys in attendance. Yay!

sfbearhoney was a good roommate and allowed me to tag along with him to meals, etc. He introduced me to some fun guys.

Got to meet discord35. Wow, he's so full of energy!

We went to the D.C. Eagle on Saturday night. It wasn't as smokey was I had dreaded. Some decent scenery. I got to kiss a boy or two. Stayed out until 3am Sunday morning. That made it rough for dancing in the morning and going out last night!

Good to be home. I love my City. I love my sweetheart.

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[scorpiocub.livejournal.com]

WHAT?!?!? YOU WERE IN DC?!? I DID NOT KNOW THIS UNTIL NOW?!?!?!

[fuzzygruf.livejournal.com]

Guess you missed this post.

My only real free time was Saturday night late when we went to The Eagle.

[bearland.livejournal.com]

ohhh, the D.C. Eagle...I went there shortly after I came out in 1995...I was scared out of my wits...all those hot men...it was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life...

Then I had a few drinks, and I started to have some fun (no, none of that kind of fun) but it did relax me so I was not so tense...

Lets see, I was in the downstairs section having a drink (a back woods cherry bomb: made with Whisky, Cherry Brandy, and Coke)...BTW..this drink is not one that you sip and nurse for several minutes or hours, like people do to a rum and coke, or some other drink...it eather goes down in one gulp, or you will never finish it...

so anyway, I was drinking these, and the guys were really getting into me downing these drinks, that several guys bought me more of them. Then they started taking bets as to how many I could handle...now realize that I was only 24 at the time, and sorta nieve, so I kept drinking and drinking...a few hours later, I was extremely plastered, luckily I had eaten something with a lot of fat and grease in it before going out (foods high in fat and grease, like pizza, will bind to alcohol, and make it pass thru your system without being absorbed into the blood stream). So as I was saying, they were buying me these drinks and making bets to see how many I would drink before getting sick, passing out, or whatever, even the bartender was in on it...So, after 15 of them, I tell them that i need to go to the bathroom. I get up, slowly, wobbily, and focus one eye on the bathroom...I then slowly walk to the bathroom, and into one of the stalls...I am being followed by a few of the gusy to see if I get sick while in the bathroom. I open up and let out one of the biggest pisses in my life...I am sure it felt like about a 5 minutes piss...I then zip up, and slowly make my way back to the bar. I sit down in my same bar stool, and ask the bartender for a plain coke...I had had enough..I was ready to pass out at any moment...I finished the coke, and had soda...Shortly afterwords, my friend that I was staying with came and got me and took me back to his place...unfortunately, I got sick on the car ride back to his place. Not to mention I had to fly back home the next day...oh that plane ride was horrible, and havving to circle the runway before we could land was absolute murder...

Anyway, I really liked the D.C. Eagle...

[fuzzygruf.livejournal.com]

Anyway, I really liked the D.C. Eagle...

Apparently so! So did you ever have another backwoods cherrybomb after that night?

[orange-groves.livejournal.com]

You were in my dreams this morning.....

[bearland.livejournal.com]

oh yes...many, many more...There was the day I graduated from College December 16th, 1996...

I had been out to the 2120 Club in Tucson (where I was living at the time) and in celibration, friends were buying me drinks. I was having the Backwoods Cherry Bombs...I think I had about 12 that night...Then a group of us decided to go to breakfast at (it was either IHOP or Denny's)...so we go there (I drove from the bar to the restaurant) went in, sat down, and ordered our food...While waiting, I told me friends that I had to go to the bathroom...I get into the bathroom, and I start throwing up...oh was I sick...I could hardly stand up...the full effects of the drinks had finally hit me...and I felt awful...I manage to finally get myself together, I clean myself up, and go back out to the others...I pay for my meal (which I didn't eat) and asked one of my friends if they could please drive me home, because thier was no way I would be able to make it myself. They agreed, and they took me home...

I didn't have another one until February 8th of 1998, which was my Hubbies Birthday. It ended with Him carring me up the stairs to our condo, and me passing out in the guest bathroom...

Since then, I have not had another drink...

[fuzzygruf.livejournal.com]

Was I a barge? I've always wanted to be a dreamboat...

[sfbearhoney.livejournal.com]

You were a very good roommate as well, I would always welcome it again. I was just thinking over breakfast this morning how much I love SF. I enjoy going places, but there is no other place quite the same.

[scorpiocub.livejournal.com]

i must have and i am sad... sad sad sad...

[orange-groves.livejournal.com]

You were driving a white convertible Jetta, and you made a lot of money from appearing on a commercial saying "I love to eat off of my Bauer plates." We drove up this street looking for the entrance to a parking lot with someone who looked like Larry Queen in the passenger seat (I was in back of the convertible).