Afterwards... in meh...

Yeah. I think Tuesday night Karaoke will see me consistently.
Last night was fun for it being just a handful of people there. As usual, the owner came through, sang a few songs and did a round of shots.

The DJ…The bus I got off of went past his car and tore the front bumper off of it. When I went inside, no one seemed too concerned about what happened. I had only heard it from where I was. I went upstairs to the bar area and said my hellos and then the bus driver came to find the owner of the car. Well, he’s going to get paid nicely to get that fixed I’m sure. Public transit? Oh yeah.

Last night saw a bunch of songs by the Eagles. I did I Can’t Tell You Why, which prompted the DJ to gyrate on my hip while I was singing. LOL J.E. is a loveable character. He is so nice. I think he is gay, but I don’t know. Easy to talk to. He is such and enthusiastic singer. I just need him to stay on his key. He asked me to sing That’s What Friends Are For with him. I didn’t think I could sing that, but I did and rather well. The surprise of the night was Guff. He looks like wrestler Matt Hardy. As big of an idiot as he was acting, he actually sang and did it rather well. LOL It was just a fun freaking night. They all jumped on stage, save for me and J.E. to sing Africa by Toto. I took a picture and posted it. Chad makes Chewbacca sounds and they call him Wookie from time to time. Random wrestling stuff which I surprised them by knowing my shit because I love wrestling.

DJ was calling me “Mama” all night and hugging me from time to time. It was almost as if he was staking his claim when I was getting attention. It was subtle but it was done. Made me wonder. When I walked in, he commented about a post I put on Facebook saying that he would have brought me something, but he was at the doctor with his wife. I was like, oh wow. I had to tell him when I put stats out there requesting stuff, it’s just BS because I know my “friends” won’t bring me anything. And again, as we part ways and get our hugs in, “I love you. Be careful out there.”

Shit like that…I try to stay away from. I don’t do messy. I don’t play with other people’s things. I never breach anything beyond this is my friend even though I know I could touch it if I wanted. And that’s part of my devilish self. Ugh…I hate that side of me. I never unlock it these days because I’ve had enough bad relationship kharma. I’m done with it. But the pompous pimp in me wants to tread the waters just to see what I can get out of it. But again, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t.

So with that. I’m back to checking my homework.

Love each other fiercely and without regret.

Kindest regards,
Sister