d00dz

i went to my first Savannah gay bar last night. shit was so classy, i was like, say what? def not the quest, THANK GAWD. they even had a stripper pole, which was AWESOME and the slutty dancing fag hags were even more AWESOME, and me trying to dance up on them was EVEN MORE AWESOME. i have things to talk about ya'll about yank, but i haven't even talked to Bookcase about it to process it so it's gonna have to wait. butt it could be good. 2 weex til hallo weenie.

REUNITED.

omg omg omg omg omg. i just got my schedule for next week and by the grace of the gods i have off the 7th and 8th.... which means, if you arent keeping track, that i will be going to visit pootalatte. i hope ya'll are ready for this. the last time we were together it was for about 4 hours while i was between flights in ATL. we watched chardonnay do some amazing tricks on the stripper pole and did not urinate anywhere but the toilet, as much as pootalatte would like you to believe otherwise. also it seems that its necessary for me to interview a certain male about the prospects of breaking this celibacy thing, which i have to say, im not happy about. hope he has some nice friends for me to hang out with since pootalatte has a tendency to run off when we are together, whiskatea is coursing through our veins, and she's hornier than christina ricci in black snake moan.