I should be dancing...

I just can't bring myself to deal with the douche bags at the bar today...

So here I am drinking a 10$ bottle of dodgy wine...
Cranking Katy Perrys ET and Ke$has Blow...
And ok.... Sir Mix A Lots Babys Got Back...
and tossing the idea of throwing on some cloths n going down lol...

But really.
If i have to deal with one more Jamaican trying to get me to touch his dick, telling me he has enough for me... or another... who is actually one of my favs just because he is so sure about himself he just tells me straight out I need to get over my ex and he is going to help me out...
"I'm going to come fuck you on Tuesday"
With the washboard stomach and what I've felt against my leg while dancing.. I'd maybe give him that shot it it weren't for that tiny detail of a wife n 2 kids lol... he does make me laugh though! And he dances well... even though he tries he is relatively "safe"... as safe as any.

Really though... they aren't interchangeable... and there is only one I really WANT...

UGH! I need more wine...

And maybe... some sex.
Wish the Ex wasn't working a double... It might be one of those nights...