Why Don't I Wear This For You? You Never Asked.

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Sunday June 22– Got up, drank some water, crawled into bed. Called Ken and Kenny, but neither answered. Cisco was kind enough to let me sleep until 10:30. Called Ken again, and he called back shortly thereafter. He and Kenny came over, listened to music, and had a couple mimosas. I tried to work, but was just hungover enough to not be able to get anything done. Jason invited us out to The Hole, and Ken and I eventually went there, leaving Kenny asleep on our couch. We barely found parking, but we're both of the opinion that our legs work, so had no problem walking. Jason was inside, talking with Jeremy. Ken got a drink, though I declined. We saw Glenn and Rick there, and Rick was unusually chatty. Also saw sexy Matt, who wasn't drinking but was definitely on something. Tim came up to us, very drunk but very smiling, and introduced us to his friend. Eventually, Leo et al showed up, and Ken decided it was time to go. Going took a LONG TIME since he was tipsy, but we eventually got out. Jason treated us to dinner at Stephanie's...I really should have gotten the regular sammich, but oh, well. Carrot cake was also not as good as Sipz, but the boys seemed to like it. We were going to meet up at Fiesta, have a drink, then go to Mo's, but Fiesta was ABSURDLY busy. I called Jason to let him know, but I guess he didn't get it. Mo's was having a special where you got in free if you were shirtless, so we did. One of the waitresses took our picture as soon as we got in – I was pleased with mine, Ken felt fat. We were going to put our shirts on, and Ken did, but the drinks were also significantly cheaper if you were shirtless, so I did that. Outside, we saw Vick from Paul's party, and then Matt, Alfred, and sdlatintop or whatever that guy's name was from a few weeks back. Ken was reluctant to say hello, but drunken Alfred waived us over, so we said hello. They were just finishing up, and all quite toasty. One of them, a not very attractive gentleman, was absolutely fascinated by my scars. I have no problem talking about them, of course, but it was a little loud. Leo et al showed up, and we left not too long after. Ken joked about bringing on the orgy, and we both got onto Adam. After about an hour, he sent me a message, wondering why I was still there. I'd thought we were looking for us, not individually, and told him as much. Eventually, no one was available for either of us, so he went out to the bars. Greg the wrestling coach hit me up, but neither of us could host. He was supposed to drive over, and we were going to use the back of his car, so I put on my jock strap and ripped jeans, but he never showed. Ken came home around 1:45 or so, fairly tipsy. He'd talked to an older, attractive gentleman, but not had any luck. He did, however, think I was pretty smokin in my outfit. We fucked for a while, and then he wanted me to fuck him, so I did, but neither of us was going to cum. Oh well.