Wow, totally forgot about blog been so
busy. New Years Eve Started out to be such a fucking disaster. I got to my garage and there was a flat tire and I couldn’t wait to see my new fucktoy at a club where I play open mike night. I had my Martin guitar and I was dressed to the hilt. It took over 21/2 hours to get out.
They finally found the location and I got started on my trip AFTER 2AM! Damn. So I get to the club and it’s almost empty. I didn’t have my fucktoys number (I haven’t fucked him yet and I lost it) and he didn’t have mine.
So I’m leaving the parking lot of the club and I get a feeling that someone’s calling “Him” about me leaving the lot. My friends calling me on my cell and as I make a u-turn to get gas, I get fucking pulled over for talking on a cell and not having my insurance card! WHAT AN EVENING, HOWEVER GUESS WHO CALLED WHO! “His” friend at the club saw me pull out and there he was. He waited like over 20 minutes across the street until I got my ticket and I went back with him and all of his friends and for the first time in a long long time just had too much fun if you know what I mean. Can’t really write what I did here. I might get burned.