Nothing like starting the weekend off...

With a bang! hahahaha....

So on Friday night I was in my University town for one last time. It was finally time to clear the old apartment that served me so well during my senior year of my degree, with the world's laziest roomate.

This also meant that I was going to go out, drink, and have a good time. Friday I spent the day packing, and the other half of the day at the hairdressers'. Even got a sexy blow out to sport to the bar that night. This also meant that as per our mini tradition, Coffee-cutie and I went out. We went to a bar to have a few beer, then continued drinking at another bar where he met my friends. He invited me to stay at his place, which I did without hesitation. We ended up having some pretty good sex. About freakin' time I get laid! The next day was the big move back to my hometown, in my own place...

I think karma lined up the stars in my favor this weekend! After moving stuff all day the crew was going out to our favorite local watering hole. I was enjoying some brewskies with the gang when I spotted "Albert". Albert and I had a brief fling last summer. He is the opposite of my type; dark hair, kind of short, sort of redneck, overall not the typical guy I'd fall for. We met in class one day and I developed a crush immediately, which is funny because we were both with different people at the time. I was sort of bitter at him for a while, he ended our fling by going the "i'll ignore her forever" route. I fuckin love it when guys do that. I mean, grow a pair and fuckin tell me its not gonna work out. FUCK.

So I decide do go talk to Albert at the bar. We started talking and didn't stop until he was walking me home from the bar, clearly with intentions of coming in. We each had another beer and quickly got into the sack... where we fucked. It was exactly like last summer, he came and then left me high and dry.... I dropped him off the next day, he said "talk to you later", then I realized he doesn't even have my number... ha ha ha. typical.