Life's a Beach...
No. I didn't have sex. I didn't snort coke. I didn't flash anyone. And most importantly, I didn't solicit money from older men.
But, I'm going to have to re-write my profile because suddenly I'm experiencing a lot of things I've never done before.
I put my feet in the ocean - finally! Wait. Was that the ocean? I think it is. But either way it was nice to finally experience the beach- the sand, the cool breeze, the people, the waves, etc etc etc.
What an experience.
But the drive down there was horrendous. First of all, the gas got more expensive as we went further south. We gassed up in NJ and it cost us $40. Between that, tolls, food, and fun - I'm seriously broke. But, as long as my rent is paid I'm good.
So, we make it down there in one piece. Physically anyway. I drove down there with my best friend who got a speeding ticket in VA. But the cop gave her a summons instead of a fine. So she has to go back to VA for a court date some time this month. Unbelievable.
We stayed at a friends house who has a petite cutesy roommate. She's so tiny I just wanted to dress her up like a doll and send her out into the world. She could be Nightclub Barbie, or Ghetto Barbie, or Pothead Barbie. Yeah, homegirl gets down with the sticky icky and I caught a contact all weekend.
Saturday morning we made plans to go straight to the beach but do you think that actually happened? No. We went to the mall. My money is tight as it's ever been but I manage to squeeze out some extra dollars for a skimpy dress to wear to the club that night. It's very revealing in all the right places but covers enough of the important parts to maintain my dignity.
We go out and the club scene was better than I expected and it reminded me of the VanDome but spacer and less crowded. Maybe it looked bigger because it was less crowded.
Anyway, I noticed that the country guys dance a lot more than the city guys. Which is good. They smile a lot more and seem to have more fun. I have to go down there more often. Maybe I'll meet my husband down there...
There's also alot more guys in church. Yes, I found a southern baptist church around the corner from our friends house and I went to service the next morning. The preacher talked about discerning the times and the church gave $10,000 to the Red Cross to help those affected by Hurricane Katrina. It was an emotional service but I thoroughly enjoyed it.
That night, we went to a step show at Norfolk State. I've never been to a step show and I was soooo impressed. It was quite an experience to be in the midst of such unity. I loved it.
After the step show, we went to the strip near the beach. There were so many people out there but I got to take a picture with a cop on his horse. When I asked my friend to take the picture, she said no- it was too embarrasing. No one wanted to do it. But eventually they gave in. Right before my friend snapped the picture, I stroked the cop's thigh! I'm sure that took him by surprise. I thought I was gonna get arrested for molesting a police officer.
And we left in the morning. I got souveniers from most of the states we stopped in and the trip was a memorable experience. Next month, I'm going to VEGAS!
But, I'm going to have to re-write my profile because suddenly I'm experiencing a lot of things I've never done before.
I put my feet in the ocean - finally! Wait. Was that the ocean? I think it is. But either way it was nice to finally experience the beach- the sand, the cool breeze, the people, the waves, etc etc etc.
What an experience.
But the drive down there was horrendous. First of all, the gas got more expensive as we went further south. We gassed up in NJ and it cost us $40. Between that, tolls, food, and fun - I'm seriously broke. But, as long as my rent is paid I'm good.
So, we make it down there in one piece. Physically anyway. I drove down there with my best friend who got a speeding ticket in VA. But the cop gave her a summons instead of a fine. So she has to go back to VA for a court date some time this month. Unbelievable.
We stayed at a friends house who has a petite cutesy roommate. She's so tiny I just wanted to dress her up like a doll and send her out into the world. She could be Nightclub Barbie, or Ghetto Barbie, or Pothead Barbie. Yeah, homegirl gets down with the sticky icky and I caught a contact all weekend.
Saturday morning we made plans to go straight to the beach but do you think that actually happened? No. We went to the mall. My money is tight as it's ever been but I manage to squeeze out some extra dollars for a skimpy dress to wear to the club that night. It's very revealing in all the right places but covers enough of the important parts to maintain my dignity.
We go out and the club scene was better than I expected and it reminded me of the VanDome but spacer and less crowded. Maybe it looked bigger because it was less crowded.
Anyway, I noticed that the country guys dance a lot more than the city guys. Which is good. They smile a lot more and seem to have more fun. I have to go down there more often. Maybe I'll meet my husband down there...
There's also alot more guys in church. Yes, I found a southern baptist church around the corner from our friends house and I went to service the next morning. The preacher talked about discerning the times and the church gave $10,000 to the Red Cross to help those affected by Hurricane Katrina. It was an emotional service but I thoroughly enjoyed it.
That night, we went to a step show at Norfolk State. I've never been to a step show and I was soooo impressed. It was quite an experience to be in the midst of such unity. I loved it.
After the step show, we went to the strip near the beach. There were so many people out there but I got to take a picture with a cop on his horse. When I asked my friend to take the picture, she said no- it was too embarrasing. No one wanted to do it. But eventually they gave in. Right before my friend snapped the picture, I stroked the cop's thigh! I'm sure that took him by surprise. I thought I was gonna get arrested for molesting a police officer.
And we left in the morning. I got souveniers from most of the states we stopped in and the trip was a memorable experience. Next month, I'm going to VEGAS!
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