I'm so Thursday

I'm slacking off again. It's Thursday. The first half of my week was pretty busy, but now Joe's gone on his vacation and I have pretty much ZERO to do.

This past weekend was great fun. It was Easter weekend, not that that means anything to me. Except traffic wasn't bad at all on Saturday night.

CC and I had been thinking about going to PYT again on Friday night, but Sarah texted me asking if we wanted to go to Jumbo's Clown Room. I had never been before, and we'd just been to PYT, so we said yes.

I picked out a differet outfit for me. Kind of a peasant blouse that buttons up the front, but is really lowcut and cute. And a marroon shirt that goes down below my knees. Very sexy peasant girl, I though.

We get there and Sarah has gotten us a table toward the back, right next to where they do lap dances. She's with Jesse and a friend of hers named Jeff. We have fun and have a few drinks. CC is tipping the girls more than me, because most of them aren't that attractive. Sarah seems to be flirting with Jeff, and Jesse was pretty quiet, so CC and I chatted or watched the girls.

Sarah did tell me that CC and I seemed to be getting along great, which was nice to hear, because we have been. She invited me to a Girls' Night the next night.

CC and I went over to the bar for a minute to get away from the group. We ordered another round of drinks and sat on the stools watching the girls on stage.

In comes Grant and Wendel from 3-Ball! It was really weird to see them without Clay being around. We chatted with the both of them for a minute. Wendell came to talk to me and CC and stood within a couple inches of me as he talked. Really weird. Pretty uncomfortable. Then he asked if we could find coke.

Dave Berger also shows up. He had been at Larry's, and when he heard we were at Jumbos' he said not to leave until he got there. Then one of the girls who had come to our house on NYE came in. Apparently CC and I had seen her at Miss Kitty's a couple weekends before, but I must have been too drunk to remember her. I still don't know what her name is, although she knows both of ours.

CC and I were ready to leave at midnight or one or so, and so we said goodbye to everyone and took off.

Went home and watched a movie and had sex. Nice end to an evening.

Saturday CC had an eye appointment in the morning, so I took him to that, then we went to the art supply store to get canvasses and green paint. And I looked at frames for my current project. I didn't see anything quite big enough.

We had a pretty lazy afternoon. I began to get ready for the Girls' Night. I didn't want to look like I'd tried too hard, so I just threw on a pair of jeans, black ballet flats, and my black and silver tank top. And a lot of jewelry.

CC dropped me off and I met Sarah, Charlotte, and Amanda at Lucky Devils on Hollywood. We had a quick healthy dinner. had the small ceasar salad with the tortilla soup. Charlotte ordered the same thing. Both the other girls just had large salads.

From there we were just going to walk to Cahuenga. We stopped at a convenience store on the way so I could grab a red bull. We ended up posing with cheap sunglasses on.

We finally made it to Beauty Bar. I had never been there before either. It was fun. The music was happy, but not quiet right for dancing to. We had a couple drinks, but then it started to get crowded and we decided to leave.

We walked down the street to the Velvet Margarita. The other girls got margaritas, but I stuck with a vodka cranberry. We checked out the patio and then the bar, and decided the patio was a better area. Plus, Amanda had to lose the guy in the wheelchair who'd begun following her around.

Along the way I ran into a guy who recognized me from work, Alex Mizrahi, so I chatted with him a second and gave him my card.

So we eventually set up camp out back. Charlotte's feet were killing her, so we found a couple chairs. Guys kept coming up to us. Sarah was very "momma hen." She kept bumping guys' butts away from me and snapping "she's married!"

There was one guy who we swore couldn't be older than 16, but he showed us his ID and he was 26. It was hard to believe. He ended up buying us a round of drinks. We kept chatting with him through the night.

Someone stood up and announced it was the 30th birthday of "the guy in the members-only jacket" so everyone on the patio sang "Happy Birthday" to him.

There was one guy with dark hair who kept looking at me during the evening, and I kept giving him eyes back. He was really really cute.

He (Jonas) finally came forward and made his move toward the end of the night. He was very flirty and kept running his hands on my back and arm. It felt nice. And he was funny and charismatic. Exactly my type. In fact, in retrospect, he reminded me a lot of my husband!

We get tossed out at 2:00am, and decide to have an after-party. There's a guy, Jeff (obviously closeted gay), who offers his house. Six of us (Me, the girls, Jeff, Jonas) crawl into a cab to get there, but they want to stop at Ralph's on the way to get liquor.

Jonas and I ended up alone in the backseat while everyone else went in to shop/pee/etc. We were still flirting, and he looked in my eyes and asked if he could kiss me. I said yes. It was nice. I wasn't used to so much tongue, but it felt good.

Then I got a text from CC asking me to come home. So I wrapped it up and told everyone I wouldn't be joining the afterparty.

The next day I was thoroughly hung over. I laid in bed until 2:30. Didn't get much else done that day.

Great great weekend!