The Aftermath....

Title of this post seems kinda dramatic no?

Haha..it's not really. I have no cruising stories or coming out stories....just good, clean fun over my birthday weekend. I got a chance to meet some really cool people, hang at some cool places and overall....I had a great time. Let's start on Friday....

Rocket Scientist came in late the previous night so we woke up late a did a bit of shopping around town. It was fun to hang with him again because we always have such a great time together. Our sense of humor is really quite similar so we end up putting each other in stitches whenever we are together. We bought some new threads for the weekend festivities and met up with some mutual friends who were working around the city.

For dinner...me, Rocket Scientist, CNN Boy and PR Boy hit up this really amazing restaurant called SAPA in Midtown (or I guess it is more of the Flatiron District...I dunno....it is never clear cut) I guess the food could be categorized as Asian Fusion.....who knows....all I know it was AMAZING. The drinks were delicious and I was sipping on Cosmojito's the entire night. You think that is a gay enough drink? HAHAHA! Rocket Scientist made fun of me for ordering such a "fruity cocktail" until he had a sip and got one for himself. HYPOCRITE! You know that shit was off the chain!

As good as the food and drinks were.....the space is really the main draw of the entire restaurant. I think it is an old, converted warehouse of some sort because the ceilings were incredibly high. There were candles everywhere and all the decorations/funiture really worked together to make a great atmosphere IMO. It is definitely a great restaurant to impress a date....haha.

And the bathrooms are fucking ridiculous.....there is like a wading pool in the middle of the floor with 'cabana like' bathroom stalls lined up against the far wall. Really over the top for a bathroom...but I enjoyed it.

Anyways we had great conversation reminiscing about High School (Me, PR Boy and CNN Boy all went to the same school) and UF life. It was great for all of us to get together in one place because we haven't been since early this year. As we were slowly getting sloshed, we started making plans for later in the evening. Originally, we had planned to go meet up with some people at Cielo over in Meatpacking District but I changed my mind seeing as tho some of the girls who were supposed to come out with us ended up changing their plans at the last minute. Since 2 more of my boys were gonna meet up later that night....there is no way that all 6 guys could get thru the door at that place. I didn't reserve a table or anything....so I said fuck it....there is no way I am gonna deal with door drama on my birthday.

Luckly, PR Boy was familiar this bar called PDT (short for Please Don't Tell). Some of his co-workers discovered it earlier this year and they have been going ever since. He swears by their drinks so I told him to call em up at make a reservation for us later in the night. We ended up getting a booth in the back for all of us and we basically had a great time minus one little problem. PR Boy's friend from London got into a bit of an altercation with this one bitch who passed by our booth. Clearly she was drunk and she said something stupid like "ohh look at all these dicks in a booth......you must be faggots.....where are the chicks?" LOL! So, London Boy turns around and was like "bitch...we were just here waiting for your fat ass" to which the drunk chick dropped her drink on his head. Not to take this lightly, London Boy picked up his Whiskey Sour and splashed it in her face. As she was trying to get out of the way....she kinda slipped and fell into the backdoor....landing on her ass in the smoking patio.


**This is not her picture....but it gives you a pretty good idea**

I know it is wrong....but me and CNN Boy could not stop laughing! LMAO! Dumb slut.....you come to insult a table of guys just trying to have a good time....and you find yourself on your ass outside with Whiskey on your face....HAHA! I started laughing even harder when I realized that there was actually 2 gay guys (or maybe 1 1/2) sitting in the booth.....so her observation wasn't totally off. Too bad she picked the wrong dude to mess with......

Anywho...we stayed there until about 3....racked up a CRAZY tab...but oh well....it's my party and i'll get pissy if I wanna...HAHA! Overall, that night was really fun...I have no complaints. Let's get on to Saturday now....

Unfortunately I had to work on Saturday...luckly my shift didn't start until 2...so I had time to recover in the morning. While fixing up some of the tables in the front of the store...I saw a HUGE commotion on the street....cameras flashing...people running....blah blah. Of course, me being me....I wanted to see what was going on. So I left the table a moved to the window....scooting the security guard out of the way...LOL.

And lookie there....if it isn't Jessica Simpson walking down the street with 5 ginormous 300+ pound linebackers guarding her and pushing people out of the way.



(P.S. I did not take this picture....in fact I didn't take any of her since I was working and we are not allowed to have cell phones on the floor...but I just think this image captures everything we know and love about Jess...HAHA! I mean, who wears heals and then walks on subway grates? As if that is is a good idea.)

Anyways....my co-worker came up behind me to ask me what was going on. I pointed and told her it was Jessica Simpson. She looked at me and scoffed....

"K please....she is around here all the time....all that bitch does is shop....it isn't even that big of a deal....we see celebs all the time....we saw Rhianna like 3 weeks ago"

Well excuse me ho for not being as jaded as you. LOL! I mean if Jessica Simpson walks across street in front of my store....should I not even notice? Just the way this girl said it was so bitchy....it really turned me off. I mean I'm not gonna sit there and gawk...because I have work to do....but she acted as if this is 'such and everyday occurrence' that it would be foolish to even acknowledge it. Needless to say I hope I don't get scheduled with her anymore....I don't want her 'tude rubbing off on me.

While we are on the subject of work, allow me to go off on a couple of tangents....

#1: Pete was totally right about retail being the gayest profession of life. Literally...the only straight man in the store is the store manager. All the guys who work the floor.....that I have been scheduled with....are gay....I kid you not. Not like Chris Crocker flamy, bitchy, queeny gay......but gay as in they like to talk about their boyfriends and who is cute in the store....etc etc etc.

It is totally bizarre.

Bizarre in the fact that I am not used to being surrounded by people who are so open and comfortable with their sexuality. I kinda like it actually...it is refreshing. Surprisingly, no one asked about my 'status' yet...I figure it is either due to me being new or the fact that they probably already know and are just waiting for me to say something...haha. Either way it is all good...whatever.

#2: Looks like all the running and exercise that I have been doing this semester is paying off. Your boy K is the proud owner of a size 30 waist {and everyone claps}. How do I know this? Because I was given clothes to wear at work and the waists are all 30's. At first I was totally skeptical because one stores sizes might run large while another's might run a bit snug....but after independently verifying it at Abercrombie, Zara, French Connection, AE and Banana.....I am reasonably confident that I am now a skinny bitch. Even my family members commented on how different I look. My Mom in particular cussed me out because she said that there is no way I could be eating right up there in NYC. HAHA...oh Momz...you're too cute.....but really, I am eating quite well so there is nothing to worry about.

However, I do not need to loose any more weight! anything smaller than a 30 waist on my body type would just look ridiculously out of proportion and sickly. If I loose anymore...I run the risk of looking like a real life Starvin Marvin IMO...



LMAO....anyways back to my weekend....

After work on Saturday, I met up with Rocket Scientist and his friends from Southern Cali for some Mexican. We ate at this really great place on Lexington....but the name escapes me for some reason. Anyways, great food and drinks and even better company. Sat across from this guy who is the official aide to Sen. Lautenberg from NJ. A really cool, interesting kid (and he is a graduate of your Alma Mater Erik!) and we had a lot to talk about. Sadly I am 100% sure that he is straight...but oh well...intellectually stimulating convos over tacos and Mojitos are always fun...even if you don't plan on sleeping with the guy afterwards...hahaha!

We had a huge table at dinner and it was hard to meet all of Rocket Scientist's friends but I got a chance to mingle with them afterwards when we went to this bar called the Flatiron Lounge. I had not been there previously and I was pretty impressed with space...but not so much with the crowd seeing as tho I am pretty sure that we were among the youngest in the place. Oh well...I got to chat with some interesting people that Rocket Scientist has known forever. This one girl (we will call her Penthouse Girl for reasons explained in the future) was really cool and we hit it off almost immediately. She has a really bubbly personality and almost reminds me of a WASPy version of Columbia Girl....haha! Another potential fag hag.....who knows? HAHA! Her friend was also really cool....I am gonna call her Penn Spice because she went to Penn and she looks like Victoria Beckham. (P.S. I love this whole anonymous naming scheme everyone has adopted for blogs.....isn't it fun....you can call ppl whatever you want!)

Anyways, we drank there a little and chatted...it was a fun time, but it was getting late and we were all hungry. You know what happens when you combine late nights and 8 drunk young people......NO not an orgy silly.....it's Diner Time! We all stumbled into this random 24 hr Diner and ordered the craziest mish-mash of food. Sausage, Ice Cream, Chocolate Cake, Waffles, Grilled Cheese...etc etc.....the waiter looked at all of us like we were crazy. Haha....could you blame him?

We had some cool convos at the table while eating. Penthouse Girl, Penn Spice and the other guys that we were with all went to Penn so they started telling me and Rocket Scientist about the crazy things that went on during their undergrad years. I will not get into everything that was said...but definitely know that a lot of the stuff left me on the floor.

Also found out that one of the guys that we were with played 2nd base on their baseball team and almost went to the majors but decided to do I. Banking instead. What a shift?!?! And he was so modest about it...Penthouse Girl kept on running off his stats and whatnot and he was seriously blushing in the corner of the booth. It was so cute. And can I just say...physically.....the guy was really hot. Imagine like a 6'5, 180p Adam Brody....and you basically have a good description of this kid. And he had THE BIGGEST HANDS I have ever seen on anyone in my life. Seriously.....they were huge. And let me also say......I never really thought much about hands...or really noticed them before...but dare I say his hands were hot? LOL! Imagine those palming your ass....................

I digress.

So after the diner we decided to go back to Penthouse Girls apartment to play Guitar Hero III. Apparently this was the thing to do in Philly...because I had never heard about it before that night. Anyways...we were told that it would be a crazy fun experience so Rocket Scientist and I tagged along to check it out.

OMG THIS GIRLS APARTMENT....

Words cannot express....the shit was B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

It is somewhere either in Midtown or Murray Hill....I don't know the cutoff...but it is seriously the penthouse suite of this building. She has a doorman and everything! And the view!!!! You can see the Chrysler Building and Grand Central from her floor to celling windows. It is ridiculous....and she just graduated! I was curious....and even tho I know it was classless I had to ask her how much all this is costing her......

$3000....JUST FOR HER HALF!!!!!!!

AND HER PARENTS ARE PAYING FOR IT!

I need to get you pregnant girl!!!

J/K J/K J/K {or am I?}

Anyways...we had fun playing Guitar Hero....if anyone has a Wii and doesn't have that game yet...you seriously need to pick that shit up. There are few things in life funnier than seeing a bunch of drunk people trying to stay on beat with a plastic guitar.....rocking out and knocking over furniture. HAHA!

We were playing that for maybe an hour and then Penthouse Girl's roommate came back with all her friends from Porky's. Now it was really a house party because there were about 20-25 people there. Everyone was taking shots and shooting the shit....just having a good time. I met Penthouse Girl's roommate who 'seemed' to be a cool and upright girl....but she and her friends did something later in the night that was just despicable that I just refuse to talk about on my blog. Needless to say that Penthouse Girl needs to kick that bitch out and get another roommate because she is a bad seed with trashy friends that will just bring her down.

Anyways, Me, Rocket Scientist, Penthouse Girl and Penn Spice were up in PG's room passed out on the floor having 'deep, stimulating conversations' about everything and nothing at the same time. You know, those talks that you have with your friends at 4AM in the morning when you are all so gone but yet you still believe you have something smart and profound to say...haha! Yea, we were having one of those and we ended up all passing out. I remember waking up later in the night and moving over to the pull out couch in the living room with Penn Spice and I think Rocket Scientist got up into Penthouse Girls bed....but I can't say anything happened between them, but you KNOW nothing happen b/t me and Penn Spice....seeing as tho she lacks the necessary equipment to make me happy...LMAO...but all and all....it was a pleasant ending to a fun night and a fun weekend in general.

Here is to a new year for me...hopefully on my 24th I will be celebrating with my boyfriend and be pretty much out.....you never know crazier things have happened!