Splitting Pants...

Had a fantastic weekend with two of my favorite ladies; Montenez and Virigina. Goal was to dance and dance we did til 4 in the morning! Within one week, that's the second time I've been out late...I think it's more times then 2010...I say, we're starting off the year good!!!

While at the bar, dancing out asses off, a group of guys totally got the green light to start flirting. By green light, I mean, me; smiling and saying "CHEERS!".

Accents. French Accents. Lots of dancing, ass grabbing and growling (I like to call that boy Eye of the Tiger- EoT) EoT was hilarious, ready for anything and not too shabby of a dancer. However, anytime he growled- it just seemed to get creepier and creepier. One of the dudes and I started chatting it up- nice guy, fake accent. I find out he's from Westchester. Dude- you're American, not with the fake accent.

So I'm flirting, having and he begins to dance. He leans in, whispers in my ear "I've split my pants.". OMG. OMG. I'm drunk, I reach around to find out for myself. OMG, he really split his pants. Then, without a disclosure- he does a split. Literally. OMG, he's split his pants and is doing a split. OMG. I look to Montenez and loose it. My stomache hurts so much. Ok, maybe laughing directly at him might have been in the catagory of bulling, but COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Split pants and Frenchies leave- Ok, maybe not leave, but say they'll be back. Sure whatevs. Cue dancing.

I look over and realize there's a new hot guy totally checking dancing girls out. Flirty McFlirt that I am, I brush my hand against his cheast and now he's dancing with me. Hot. He's the perfect height, not quite 6ft, but still much taller then me. Hot, I think. It's getting late, we start looking at one another and have the telepathy to know that our feet are killing us. As we're re-grouping, who walks back into the door!!! SPLIT PANTS! Oh man...

Split pants is checking me out and hot guy, is trying to make out. Big delemia. Perfect time to get out of there. Girls get ahead of me and Hot Guy wants my number, but best ending goes as follows:

Hot Guy: "I need your number, you can't just leave me"
Me: "Um, yeah I can. Where's your phone"
Hot Guy: "I don't have it. I left it. I lost it. I don't have one"
Me: "Um, well, get a pen"
Hot Guy: "uh, don't leave."
Me" Have to! BYE!!"

Get home, laughing uncontrolably. My phone goes off;

"thanks susie for not talking to me. Way to show a guy you're uninterested."

WHAT!

my response,

"dude, you never asked me out. I'm single, I mingle"

Next day-

"Susie, how was your day? I can't help but tell you I couldnt stop thinking about you all day"

WTF. Split Pants...what are you doing?

Happy Monday...

Hi, again...

I start off the New Year with a new post. Dedication to myself to blog more. So White Snake says, "An here again I go on my on my own, Goin down the only road I've ever known"...

First on business, I'm doing a cleanse. A dating cleanse. It's going to be rough, it's going to be horrible but I'm doing a dating detox.

Rules Are as follows:
1) NO meeting men via Internet dating service
2) NO sex before monogamy
3) I MUST this year, put myself in an uncomfortable where I have to meet people in different social setting then I'm used to

Three easy rules all explanatory. Why meet a man on via Internet dating service- because they all suck. It leads to one maybe two crappy dates and then it's over- No more I say! Sex, well I'm taking Patti Stangers' thinking of no sex before monogamy..she's right..I'm trying it her way...And putting myself in uncomfortable situations, I'm working on this one, it's probably the hardest, I'll get back to you...