i mean, eric and ben. doh.

i told matt i'd be sad when he left, and he hit me. because he's not leaving. doh. ben is though. and we had a good time. last i saw ben, he was heading off down the alley to his afterhours goodbye party. and last i saw eric he was heading off with nic. awww.


sidenote: there is something hella shady going on with my hot or not account. i keep matching with people i didn't click yes to. help me! stalkers! aah! (yeah, FIVE messages from this one guy in like, a day.)


so. tonight. uugh. i had a good time, i guess. but, i don't think more people who i didn't need to see could have possibly been there. (no, that's a lie, derek's gone.) so. yeah. i also discovered tonight that there is NO such thing as a good straight guy. (at least not here) all any of them want is some ass. and i'm sick of it. tonight could have been way fun... (and it was, when i was with my boys.... but at the same time, it's depressing to be dancing with a bunch of gay men all night.) but i was all sad. *sad* a high point of the evening was when cotton eyed joe started, and gabe picked me up to put me on stage, only.... lifted me like... above his head. i thought i was going to die. so scary. but i didn't. there wasn't enough room for me do dance though.... (yes, i know the whole cotton eyed joe dance, i used to work on a ranch, bite me)


eeeeh. i'm sad. i almost started crying on the way home. but i didn't. because i don't think it would have helped anything. i should prolly go to bed... i'm a touch drunk, (two drinks) and sad. not a good combo. oh well, i'll be undrunk in like, five minutes if i go eat something and have some water... yeah.