Humor Time...Can't touch this.

Small story to tell.

I have this friend. His name is Jim. (please forgive me jim, but I warned you) Jim likes to go out to bars and drink and hang out. Any normal 22 year old, good-looking, mechanically inclined man does. And this, my fellow readers and bloggers, is how his Saturday night went.

He was hanging out with a few old friends who wanted to change it up a bit and go to Albany for a drink or two. Jim, being agreeable decided this was a good idea. So they went to WaterWorks. Now when Jim went in to the bar, he almost immediatly felt out of place. There were men, and a few "women" around that didn't seem like Jim's normal crowd. It turned out, he was in a Gay Bar.

Now Jim is the straightest man I know. If ever presented with the choice to either enter this establishment, or to remain outside..he would've never went in of his own free will. He decided to man up and tell us this story Sunday morning and we all died laughing.

He was caught totally unaware and despite the Tranvestites, and manicured men he was surrounded by, he remained at the bar. Moments soon passed and he overheard something he will never forget. Now I can't quote the exact statement, because I wasn't there, but Jim overheard another of his fellow gender blatently announce that he would like to take Jim home and make him moan. (Insert laughter and/or moaning sound here)

If you knew Jim, this would be hilarious, down right hystercial.

So although this isn't about being a single girl..It is however about the things we sinlge people will do to have a good time and hang out with our friends. We will blindly walk beside them into a Gay bar and not question it or draw attention to ourselves for fear of wastinga night out on the town. We stick it our, and laugh it up the next day.

Here's to being single! ***

Round Up of Thoughts

Each day I pass guys while im out in "the world" and I picture myself trying to date them. I never quite works. The only guy who ever works in my head is the faceless one in my day dreams. And besides him, I picture Jay, a Jay that doesn't cheat or lie. So I stick to the day dream one. He's gotta be out there somewhere right ?

I'd have to change the title of my blog if he shows up anytime soon, lol.

I don't just want the looks, I want the connection, and no I don't think I'm being overly mooshy and romantic, what I'm talking about is having a best friend. Because lately, it'd be nice to have a guy be my friend and to want to hang out and to maybe, just maybe, think I'm pretty. In the last three days, I haven't felt pretty at all.

Awell, just spewing tonight. To be continued...