my sex life and who i'd like to date

wow.

nice try, pervert.

highlight of my night

it's friday night at aladins. i'm running around, or at least trying to cause it's so crowded, when this guy i'm trying to squeeze by at the bar takes my hand and stops me. he says something like, "i've been wanting to tell you all night that you are really rockin that natural look, i love it and you are so beautiful."

i immediately lit up; i was so happy. i love getting random compliments like that; especially ones about my natural hair and saying that i look beautiful naturally. i'm like, THANK YOU, out of all of these scantily clad ladies out here, i stood out to you.

BUT ten minutes later, he runs into me in the hallway and comes out with the same compliments. i smile and say thank you again, and then he asks how old i am. when i tell him that i'm 22, he kinda grunts and says, "damn i'm about 20 years your senior. i'm 43."

that's cool, whatever, i gotta run. a few minutes later, he stops me at the bar again. then i'm thinkin, ok, this guy's drunk. he says the natural beauty thing again. then he asks me how old i am...again.

"i'm...22."

"damn, guess how old i am."

"43."

"i told you?"

yeaaaa off i go. i forget about the guy for a bit, until his buddy stops me at the bar. he has the same compliments to give, and is holding my hand and telling me his name. i'm thinking maybe he was introduced as the guy's son?

i didn't have time to hear the explanation fully cause gabby runs up and pulls me away while saying, "ASHLEE, I NEED YOU TO FIX MY HOOKAH."

"i just saved yo life." hahaha, yea you did, gabby.

last time i got a glimpse of the dude was when he managed to sneak in an ass-grab as he pushed by me while i was standing by the hostess station. all i could do was look at gabby in shock and say,

"he grabbed my ass...he just grabbed my ass!!"

fin.

my libido is slowly dying

and although i feel lonely, now i find it annoying when you pester me for dates.

time for random thoughts.

if i ever become famous, questionable photos of me will definitely surface.

holding hands is now the most intimate thing for me, and when someone takes my hand, it kinda shocks me actually. and then i feel all lovey.

even if people know that i don't drink, they still periodically freak out about it.

i think i'm attracted to people who aren't stable. emotionally and financially. i dunno why. i'm a glutton for some sort of hurt i suppose.

PUPPIES.

i don't understand why people play games when it comes to feelings. if i like someone, i tell them. if i don't, i tell them. i guess it's weird when you break the rules and just come out with a, "hey, i like you." which is stupid.

i'm afraid for charlie sheen.

i miss my dada ben.