cabenson | Misadventures of a Middle-aged Party Girl

It's almost noon and my head still hurts. I think it still hurts from when I woke up yesterday after drinking the night before with

artskat. Now I know that I dumped Vodka very unceremoniously a couple years ago, and I truly didn't expect our reunion to be all sweetness and flowers, but really. I think the whore courted me again just to punish me. Bitch...you are on so your last chance with me.

Last night was a blast. I ate, drank, and danced. No back pain last night or today which is a good sign. I almost table-danced but Mrs. CB was afraid I'd fall and break my ass...again, so I stayed on the floor. We enjoyed running into the "exes of exes"...Columbus is such a small little town when it comes to who's done who in the queer world.

I am not doing anything today. In fact, I have already had one nap and I am seriously considering taking another. Call me if anything important happens or there is a nekkid Simone Lahbib sighting.