Happy Birthday Leos!
Aug. 24th, 2008 08:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgallerySaturday - We woke up fairly early, and it felt a little like Christmas. Ken had a granola bar and some coffee while we got ready, then we moved the marvelous, perfectly set jell-o shots to the car. We had to stop at Radio Shack for a cord, then back to the house for his headphones, but finally started on our way. It was 11:30 when we left, we had to stop by Glenn's to drop off the jell-o shots and set stuff up, and then we got a little lost on the way to the CWSL picnic, but managed to find our way there around 1ish. I didn't see any of my friends there, though I did see Trisha from the first day, and was able to introduce Ken to one of the big wigs. Also chatted with another UCSD alum and her boy, plus one rich girl and her family. Ken got to eat, which was all he cared about, and then we headed over to Glenn's.
I started out drinking slowly - one drink, several several glasses of water, didn't eat much, etc. This was wise. Jason and Daniel showed up, and I spent a lot of time chatting with them, and then a lot of time chatting with Michael once he showed up. Chris kept seeing me in passing and complaining that I wasn't talking to him, so I also spent some time chatting with him. Our conversation mostly revolved around his relationship with Matthew, and Matthew's relationship with Allen. At one point, we both had to pee, and he wanted me to go in with him. I have no problem talking to someone else while they pee, and I'd love to see Chris's dick, but the only other person I'm even capable of peeing in front of is Ken, and even that takes a moment. After I'd already declined, Brandon was suddenly there and wondering what was going on. I also spent some time talking to Lesbian Linda about being a lawyer - she apparently hates the amount of greed and scum in the industry, but she also practices further north, where I understand most attorneys are scum. Could also be her field, so I should maybe watch out for Real Estate law. Finally, there was a gent that Ken mentioned we might take home, but he didn't know about us. I guess I talked to another gent, who I told about us, and even gave my number to...I think his name was Rob, but I remember being not terribly into him, so I think I might've gotten him confused with the guy that Ken wanted to take home. Ken, between DJ sets, also chatted with Jason and Daniel, and even went so far as to invite everyone to do a shot - except me, because I'm driving, so wait here. Bah. Anyway, neither Jason nor Daniel was in any shape to drive, so I drove them back to their place, but then Daniel wanted to come back with us. Back at our place, I had a drink, and Ken poured others for everyone else, but he was getting fairly frisky with Daniel, which I didn't take very kindly to. I said something with a tone he didn't care for, he thought I was being mean, and brought me into our room to give me a lecture. I wasn't hearing anything about being lectured, so he decided the evening was over. I drove Jason and Daniel home, though Daniel invited me up with them. I told them, quite honestly, that I'd really rather not even have a 4 way, but just wait until October and get the two of them to myself. I started driving off, but Jason flagged me down and told me he'd left his keys in his car. Drove them back to Glenn's, where it occurred to me that I'd been gone an awful long time, so I called Ken. He didn't answer, so I didn't leave a message. Drove home, where he was sleeping, drank some water, passed out on the couch. I was long gone by the time it happened, but Ken apparently came and got me, convinced me to come to bed with him. Swell!
I started out drinking slowly - one drink, several several glasses of water, didn't eat much, etc. This was wise. Jason and Daniel showed up, and I spent a lot of time chatting with them, and then a lot of time chatting with Michael once he showed up. Chris kept seeing me in passing and complaining that I wasn't talking to him, so I also spent some time chatting with him. Our conversation mostly revolved around his relationship with Matthew, and Matthew's relationship with Allen. At one point, we both had to pee, and he wanted me to go in with him. I have no problem talking to someone else while they pee, and I'd love to see Chris's dick, but the only other person I'm even capable of peeing in front of is Ken, and even that takes a moment. After I'd already declined, Brandon was suddenly there and wondering what was going on. I also spent some time talking to Lesbian Linda about being a lawyer - she apparently hates the amount of greed and scum in the industry, but she also practices further north, where I understand most attorneys are scum. Could also be her field, so I should maybe watch out for Real Estate law. Finally, there was a gent that Ken mentioned we might take home, but he didn't know about us. I guess I talked to another gent, who I told about us, and even gave my number to...I think his name was Rob, but I remember being not terribly into him, so I think I might've gotten him confused with the guy that Ken wanted to take home. Ken, between DJ sets, also chatted with Jason and Daniel, and even went so far as to invite everyone to do a shot - except me, because I'm driving, so wait here. Bah. Anyway, neither Jason nor Daniel was in any shape to drive, so I drove them back to their place, but then Daniel wanted to come back with us. Back at our place, I had a drink, and Ken poured others for everyone else, but he was getting fairly frisky with Daniel, which I didn't take very kindly to. I said something with a tone he didn't care for, he thought I was being mean, and brought me into our room to give me a lecture. I wasn't hearing anything about being lectured, so he decided the evening was over. I drove Jason and Daniel home, though Daniel invited me up with them. I told them, quite honestly, that I'd really rather not even have a 4 way, but just wait until October and get the two of them to myself. I started driving off, but Jason flagged me down and told me he'd left his keys in his car. Drove them back to Glenn's, where it occurred to me that I'd been gone an awful long time, so I called Ken. He didn't answer, so I didn't leave a message. Drove home, where he was sleeping, drank some water, passed out on the couch. I was long gone by the time it happened, but Ken apparently came and got me, convinced me to come to bed with him. Swell!
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