lauralh | and so - friday night

I went out with

hotcrab to various bars - two on Cap Hill and then Contour. We kept seeing people he knew, which actually wasn't surprising since that's why he goes there, but we had the darndest time convincing them that he and I weren't together. On the other hand, there were several occasions when he disappeared and suddenly sketchy guys materialized to hit on me. I swear, he went to check the coats, two guys hit on me. I got on the dance floor after a jello shot, and two guys try to dance with me in succession. I stand on the other side of the dance floor partition, and two more guys try to hit on me.

Finally we get ready to leave, and yes, once again, two guys hit on me. Although they weren't as bad - one of them he knew, and was apparently trying to figure out my situation; the other was x'd out and just kept trying to get me to smile, then pinched my cheek and kissed my forehead. (And that's not even mentioning the cute girl with the tattoo arm who kept trying to get me to dance. Or the chicks who liked my hat.)