Earth Day Flirting

8:00 PM I am destroyed from a long day of work and just want to take a long bubbly bath and go to sleep, unfortunately my sister committed us to go on a double date at a hip and trendy party restaurant with some big shot guys. Although I was am not really looking forward to going out, or seeing the guy, I am in a depressive, pissy mood that could only be altered by alcohol.

9:30 PM We get to the restaurant to find out the guys are such idiots and did not make reservations. In New York City on Thursday night at a hip and trendy place you should ALWAYS make reservations. Irritated that I have to stand up by the bar I start to lose patience. The tequila helps in changing my mood from pissy to energetic and full of life. Aaaaah, how I love tequila!!!

10:03 PM I look around and notice my sister and I are the only non-botox injected women in the whole place! Makes me feel good about myself :) Every man in the place is staring and taking notice of my presence. (Of course). In line for the bathroom I meet a tall, blue eyed, dark haired handsome Dutch man. He is sexy. I leave him and try to get back to my spot, but get stopped by 3 round, short Africans with shiny bald heads dressed like the Men In Black. They seem too familiar so I stop and think how I know them, realizing that they are friends with my friend that is a Dutch professional boxer and that they came to my last art gallery. We instantly become friends again, while I show them a picture of ALL 3 of them at my party from facebook. They invite my sister and I to brunch on Saturday. Great! We confirm.

11:00 PM Outside smoking a cigarette I get approached by a short Persian Jew. He seems familiar but I can't put my finger on how I know him. He tells me he is a facebook friend of mine and that I have ignored his invitations (to some of the most expensive restaurants) for months and it was funny to run into each other so randomly. I am bored by him, finish my cigarette and run back inside. Inside by the door I run into a French guy I dated. Poor guy is so intimidated to run into me that he turns red. He was too boring anyway so I say "Hi, nice running into you!, Long time no see, GOTTA GO!" on my way to the bar to find my sister I run into another French guy that insists I go out with him, but I keep refusing him. He owns a few restaurants in the city and is a great guy, but I'm not intrigued by him a bit. I exchange a few words with him then go on.

12:00 AM After finding my sister I reunite with the tall handsome Dutch man stranded in NYC because of the volcano (I love volcano eruption, so many sexy European men are now stuck here, like a herd of sheep and I am the wolf ready to attack the unexpecting figures) The Dutch guy has a German friend, and since my sister is fluent in German I introduce them then go on and take my guy by the hand in a narrow hallway. There we start making out passionately. He is a great kisser, Dutch guys never seem to fail me. Although I want to go home with him, my short attention spam distracts me from him and I decide to get my sister and go dancing.

1:00 AM On the way out of the restaurant, I run into a hot Turkish guy living in Boston that I have met a while ago. He also has a hot friend so I keep that in mind, tell him it was nice to see him and go on our new destination.

1:30 AM Outside on the way to the club where I was going to meet the French restaurant guy I saw tonight I see the three black musketeers. They pull us in a different bar. There we have a drink and decide to go with them to the same place we were headed to earlier to meet the French.

2:30 AM Not ever being denied entrance in any nightlife spot, my tolerance for waiting in line is zero. After a few minutes I tell the guys I am cold and hungry and leave to go home.

3:00 AM Finally arrived at the diner under our apartment to have the world's best burger. Yuuuummmm...

3:30 AM I text toe Turkish guys and tell them they better get their asses over to my place, PRONTO, because I am waiting for them with hookah and wine. They don't complain and within a few minutes they come knocking at our doors. We catch up on life, laugh non stop and have a great time together smoking hookah and drinking wine. Although I had only dirty thoughts in my mind about the sexy Turkish delight I wanted to enjoy, I controlled myself and remained a good girl.

5:00 AM Said Bye bye Turkish guys, now in bed, prepared for the 4 hours of sleep I will get before another long day at work. Aaaah, life!