Ja Ja Ja Jaded

Last night was probably the most eventful night I've had so far in Sin City. My friend Nate from Seattle was in town for the night and since we've only communicated via Facebook and via calls and text, I thought it was necessary that we hang. I met him and his two friends at Blue Ribbon at The Cosmopolitan (by far the sexiest hotel I've been to) for sushi and sake. At first I was a little taken back by the guys. I wasn’t sure if they were down for a good time because we spent approx. 2 hours eating raw fish and discussing pop culture. Not my thing.. Sushi-yes, pop culture-I can care less. But by the time we finished our second bottle of sake, they loosened up a bit and accepted my offer to finish the Bacardi Lem Own I had in my purse. Yes, I'm very classy! As we we're leaving their sick ass two-bedroom suite, Edwin the professional poker player runs into his neighbor who happens to be a 6 ft. blonde carrying a drink and at the same time holding onto her boyfriend for support. Already slurring her words, she manages to get out "Edwin, you should buy us a shot.. right over there!" So as we're sitting at this very upscale lounge with elevator music playing in the back ground, I spin my chair around and spot two gentlemen sitting at a table along with a Lady. The two guys seemed very familiar to me so as we're walking by, I glance one more time and realized hey I played pool with this dude before. I went over and ask "is your name Yuri?" which of course it was because I never forget a face. Yuri happens to be a friend of my sisters and Jane who is practically my sister, and not too long ago I beat in a game of sticks. As were trying to get over the coincidence, everyone else gets comfortable and we all end up relocating to the Chandelier for a drink. The Chandelier is basically a three story.. Chandelier! Crazy Cool. As were sitting there, I get a text from the boys from Tampa saying they’re at Sapphire, the strip club my roommate Carley cocktails at. I’ve never been a big fan of strip clubs, mainly because I prefer to think of men as knights in shining armor, not drooling dogs ready to throw cash away to get the one thing in life that should be free. I realized at that moment, I can be extremely judgmental and close minded! So I decided that maybe it’s time I open my eyes and see things for what they are and not the stories I create to make myself seem better. Also because the girl the guys were with happened to be a stripper as well, and what better way to eat pizza than in Italy right? Yuri and his coworker end their night and the stripper come with us in the limo. So for my third strip club experience, I would say has totally shifted. Because it wasn’t the guys that turned me off this time, it was the girls that impressed me. Not the strippers, because most of them sucked! And couldn’t do shit on the pole. It was how comfortable the other ladies were watching other women be so comfortable with their bodies.. And that’s when I got more comfortable.. with my sexuality. I even went to the stage, put a dollar bill in my A's and had one take it out with her mouth. She tongued my boobie and all!! It was definitely an eye opening experience because it was fun!.. but at the same time, inappropriate. Then I thought, what’s so inappropriate about it? I read Memoir of a Geisha. I saw the movie! A women’s art is her own and however she wants to sell it is her business. Then just as I was beginning to accept this new found acceptance, I look over and the stripper we came with grabs the cash on the table.. Look ho, you’re off. Strike one! Then I went to use the bathroom and I spot the Bay Bachelor sitting in the cut off section alone with a geisha.. Strike two! And then when I agreed to take the stripper home because I’m just that nice and because it was suppose to be 5 minutes out, Kim/Cat took me 45 minutes away from my house and had me spinning around Las Vegas because she doesn’t know her lefts from rights.. but we all make mistakes. Strike three was when the kleptHO stole my lighter
NOT COOL!