Hat trick!

So last week was a little wild for me. In light of celebrating a personal achievement, I went out partying 5 nights in a row. Ok, so it is not my style to get drunk every night, I can proudly say I got a buzz on all 5 nights. Someone send me the number for AA.

This particularly wild day, I kissed 3 different boys in a 24 hour period! What the hell!! I know I am not bad looking, and somewhat popular with the boys, but that was a bit much for me. During the day, Cyber-Cutie and I hung out being super lazy and watching movies in bed all day. Translation: lots of kissing. It was pleasant, and this all happened before we decided to let it fizzle out.

Move on to the end of the night coming out of my local favorite pub. I see one of the French army men that I so happened to have slept with on a random night. I knew him from before, he was here on course. Long story short, he was leaving to go back to Quebec, and I gave him a great kiss good bye in the parking lot. Classy, classy.

Fast forward to the time to walk home. Mr. Hat, we'll call him, is a friend of a local nightclub owner that I know as well. Mr Hat grew up a street away from me, and is older so we never knew eachother until our mutual friend introduced us one night. Anyway, he offered to walk me home and I accept. We're 30 feet from my Brownstone, and he grabs my face and kisses me. With tongue. Mmmm... cigarettes. He aks politely to use the facilities at my apartment, I accept. He walks into my room while I'm checking my email, and confesses that he wants to bang me. (SHOCKING, isn't it) I refuse, let him kiss me one more time, and then send him on his way...
Oh yeah, and he forgot his baseball hat here, hence, Mr. Hat.