They'd been there about 20 minutes. Then showed up some of the Bally's people.
Kathryn works at Bally's now. These people... the second they walked in the door... I could HEAR THEM calculating our combined body fat. Oh yes I could.
It wasn't so bad though.
Because they played on a different lane.
And I'm a better bowler than I'd anticipated... but still not exactly good.
I got macked on by 4 different guys last night. Rhiannon seemed disturbed that they were all black guys.
I told her that white boys rarely appreciate the wonder that is my ass.
And one of the bally's people looked exactly like a shrunk down (5'6") version of Ben Affleck. With braces.
He was gross and spent most of the night trying to hook up with various bowler chicks, who were all there with boyfriends.
I dunno. weird night. Can't really put a synopsis on it.
But then I got home (super late) and couldn't really sleep. And when I did sleep, I was having dreams that kept me awake.
So I just woke up around two.
Yaaaaaaay for that sleep schedule.