If i haven't made it clear...

I LOVE NYC!

I just got home from a fabulous weekend in NYC filled with fun and debauchery. After OleMiss dropped the Ex-bomb, I called up Sam. She was happy to host me this weekend and I think I made the better choice by staying with her.

Saturday night we went to this club called the Pink Elephant. Two of Sam's friends were celebrating their birthdays together. There was lots of booze, tons of dancing and an overall great time. The bar lets people smoke though, so after a while my headache became a bit unbearable and my lungs were pissed. I left and headed over to a dive bar where OleMiss is a bouncer. We chilled and drank at the bar even after they closed. It was a good time, but I still felt annoyed that OleMiss was not gonna take me home. I know I know.

So the next day, we sorta had plans to maybe have brunch but moreso we talked about watching the Celtics game. Since I don't know OleMiss's sleep schedule on the weekends I opted to try a craigslist date for brunch instead. No pics were exchanged, just "hey lets meet." So I met a rather good-looking, very well-educated black guy for mexican food and margaritas. We spent several hours hanging out, and he took me on a tour of the Soho area. Good guy, but alas I thanked him and went on my way.

On my walk back to Sam's place, she texts me that her friend Stewie is going to pick me up at 9pm for a date. I didn't know what else to do but accept, even though I knew nothing about him other than he's Jewish. So 9pm rolls around and Stewie picks me up. We drive around the corner to a true dive. I'm talking darkness, stiff drinks and hipsters. Stewie and I are totally hitting it off and I want him... so when he asked me to go back to his place... I accepted.

Stewie is a nipple guy. I am very tender and sore around the areolas as I type this. His penis... huge. Having only had sex once with RedSox in the past 6 months, I was definitely humming "like a virgin."

All in all a great trip. For those of you wondering what the hell was I thinking with my behavior this weekend, please understand that NYC is my vegas. What happens there, stays there.