My Dick Smells Like Chapstick!

Last nite I was just lounging about and a friend whom I haven't seen in months and months instant messaged me. "I'm going to go see Emily’s Toybox tonite! You should go!" ...I had him come over to my place, and we caught up as I got ready to go. I was uber gothed out and decided to wear this purple and black wig that has this really really short hair-cut that's not even to my chin... The whole get-up made me look like some anime chick, hehe...

We got to the club, and I waved at Mike (the singer) and he gave me this really exaggerated wave and smile, then my friend and I headed for drinks. The band was hysterical as always. They totally get the crowd into things, and their stage presence is glowing... After they took a break, Mike came up and wrapped his arms around me, asking me how I've been, and we caught up a bit... My friend and I started our second round...

About half way thru the nite, I got a little tired of wearing the wig, so I took it back to my car and let my hair down (it's nearly to my waist, for those who don't know)... When I reentered the club, I took a quick stop in the girl's room to check my lipstick. Naturally, there were a bunch of drunken sorostitutes and sororosluts in there, chatting away to whomever behind the stall door. One of them turns to me and says:
"Oh my god! I LOVE YOUR BOOTS!"
"Thanks." I smiled.
"You know? Some other girl in here has ones JUST LIKE yours! She's got purple and black hair."
I paused, looking at myself in the mirror, lipstick pressed to my lip - then looked over at her.
"Really?! Maybe I know her!" I grinned.

I told my friend what just happened in the girl’s room and he nearly snarfed his beer.
*Laffs.*

And we're singing along with the band:
"MY DICK SMELLS LIKE CHAPSTICK!!"

*Grins.*
After a nite of laffs and dancing, we headed back to my friend's. I couldn't bear to be in PVC for much longer, so he gave me some of his clothes to change into - which was funny because everything was too big on me... His roommate popped in, and we all chat for a while until I crawled under the covers and started falling asleep...

In the morning, I woke up to the sun blazing directly on my face, and the TV was apparently never turned off. I was definitely never going to get back to sleep (tho it was still quite early), so I headed home.

After a mug of caffeinated goodness I started my day, cleaned out the trunk of my car, stuffed my bike in it, and headed for some trails. I did right around 9 miles - and I felt excellent by the time I got home!