Alright, I shall be a good girl and up date this diary for pubilc eyes.
It has been grand central station here lately, all sorts of people coming and going.
I could tell all sort of things that happened over the past two weeks, but I think I should jump to the most recent.
a friend of mine came for a visit last weekend. ...He came friday night and left saturday. I was supposed to go to a party at his house saturday night. And first he was going to ride with me ...because I didn't want to drive there and back again all alone. But when I got ahold of my Carrie, she agreed to go, and my friend drove the hour back home.
....Saturday, being all excitied about the party....I was hit with a snag. the last 2 hours of work seriously sux! I mean....seriouslym utterly SUCKED Major ass. ...I ended up leaving about a half and hour late. ....then I forgot I had an importent errand to run before I left town. I had to change clothes, pack, eat something and wait for Carrie, ...not in that order.
By the time we were about to get on the road I received a call not to come because the very small gathering had decided to go to bed. Grrr what is with these normal people and their normal hours? Don't they know how to party? ...but they are Married Catholics and one of them was pregant, so I have to cut them some slack.
but that didn't change the fact that Carrie and I were dressed to the nines on a Saturday night with no where to go.
When we got back to my place it was just in time for Becky to get home, so she changed and went out with us, ..a bit of a rare occurance.
We decided to go to our favorite downtown bar, a Cajun place walking distance from my house. This would mark Becky's first trip to this place. She's always heard us tell of it, but hasn't gone.
The main reason behind the location of my apartment is that we are smack in the middle of all the culture this town has to offer. ....theaters, coffee shops, independently run shops and restaurants. ...Not to mention that the city is really making an attempt to make the downtown area look historic, so there are renevations going on everywhere, all the time, and the area looks better for it.
As I mentioned, all the best restaurants and bars are in walking distance. ....great places where the owner is the bartender...and the people who frequent these places understand ....and are of a certain mind set, and much more interesting.
It is a very small little bar, and it's not very well known, It's very quiet. It's the perfect place to go if want to actually converse with the people you are with. ...and the atmosphere is fantastic! First, it is non smoking and It's very dark. there are a couple of gorgeous chandeliers over head, but they are very dim. The whole place is lit by drip candles in candelabras, these are everywhere, on the bar, on all the tables....all over. ...and the wax has greatly accumulated. Also, over head are some red pepper christmas style lights, (though you only notice that they are red, not really that it's in the shape of a pepper.) and christmas style Black lights. It is a very small space.....which is made up mostly by a very tall, very wide bar and shelves. (includes a bottle of liquid death.). There are voodoo trinkets and artifacts and other such things on the walls and various shelves and tables. There are a couple of tables, and 2 couches. There's a nice staircase that leads up to the space for musicians.
Another thing is that their house drinks are fantastic! they don't use bottle mixes for their drinks, If you order a bloody Mary it is made from scratch right there, Cajun style, super spicy. They same with there hurricanes. ....and their hurricanes are not only yummy, and strong, but they are gigantic and served in a mason jar. ......and after having a very bad night....I had one, that I drank rather fast.
When we got there we found that a collection of gay boys from Carrie's Menagerie were sitting out front. with drinks in hand we joined them. While most of the boys were fairly femine, there was one who was a perfect elven rocker type. ....I've been feeling very bi sexual lately, and part of me wished he was a girl....an elven rocker boi. ...so I flirted with him a bit...knowing full well that he was very gay, so I figured it was okay to flirt.
After I finished my hurricane I decided I wanted another. after I ordered I was standing there waiting for my drink and a blond haired, blue eyed, tall, skinny rocker type boy came over to me. he asked me if I had noticed that he's friend and he had be trying to get my attention. I blamed my lack of perception on the large drink I just consumed. He asked me something about my drink being served in the mason jar. ...then when the bartender brought over my drink he told her he would pay for it. ....Around this time I started wondering when would be the right time to say I have a boyfriend. ...should I wait? it's it weird if I just blurt out "I have a boyfriend..." ..and as I was thinking this the guy leaned in, "By the way, I'm not hitting on you, I'm gay. I just think you're cool". after that he just disappeared to the back of the bar, I assume to use the restroom. I made my way back to the table of gay boys. I told them how the gay boy in the green shirt had bought me a drink....I decided he wanted to meet all the gay boys I was with. Noticing that the elven gay boy I was sitting beside seemed to be attracted to him, I asked if I should invite him over...they seemed to like this idea.
Sadly when he came over I determained that he was either very drunk, or not that smart, either way he was rather boring. But...that's okay.
before long it was almost 3, and I had consumed a very large drink and then another smaller one (both rather strong, but I wasn't really feeling buzzed, though my inhibitions were a bit lower.) ...there was a stir across the bar, and we went in to investigate. Apparently, there is a common pratice in this establishment called Waxing. Carrie and most of her boys had all done this. ...One lays on the very wide wooden bar and the bartender will drip wax on you. ....and someone was about to do it.
The first brave soul was a rather muscular man, followed by another.....the crowd of maybe 20 or so in the bar was all gathered around cheering (realize a fair chunk of the crowd are in my party and very gay.). the 3rd was a blond Hispanic woman with a hot little body. she took her shirt up and laid down on the bar (bra on). and she was waxed. .....and since there had been a girl,...and I was also (like her) wearing a full coverage bra, ..realizing it covered more than some swinsuits. I pulled off my shirt and climbed up on the bar. Being such a hard core masochist, I have always wanted to have candle wax dripped on me. Now, what's really great about drip candles is (I was told) that they burn at a lower temprature, so they aren't as hot as standard candles. Also, the wax from a dyed or scented candle will be much hotter. Thus, a simple white drip candle (or 4) held at a modest height above the body, and dripped, does not burn very much. It is mainly just alittle warm, and it feels really good. Plus...the adriniline pumping ..and the cheers from the crowd,...it really was fantastic! I loved it!
After me was another guy but he was such a pussy! All scared, and they hadn't dripped much when he asked them to stop. ....and having just done it ...and knowing how little it hurt and how good it felt....If found that scene very funny.
a bit later my carrie too off her shirt and climbed up on the bar. ...and she lasted the longest.....mmm but I didn't know it was at all a challenge, I could have gone all night.
a bit later the blond girl with the hot body got up there again,...and this time (per her request) they used a different candle and poured everclear in it. ...and when they poured, it sprayed everywhere. ...and sometime when I was watching them light the candle, she unhooked her bra and pushed her modest sized breasts together,.....she had really nice ones from what I could tell. I was empressed that she was so open about it.
Shortly after last call was made...and anyone who was waxed got a drink on the house. Carrie and I had Lousiana Margaritas, and they were Fantastic!
Afterwards us 3 girls, and one of Carrie's boys stood around outside talking, Becky hit it off really well with him (Gay remember). ..then we sat around.
Finally when the night had grown far to late we walked back to our repective homes in 2's.
2:56 a.m. - June 28, 2006
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