Last night I decided to go out and meet up with my NYCer friends. I was glad I went.
I had a good chat with Kate Breen before the others showed up. Later, in the bar area, I sat near the fireplace and as I chatted with new faces- Damone and Allison from NJ, a drunken hearing fool came over to tell me he didnt know sign language and that it wasnt fair that he couldnt understand anything. BLAH BLAH BLAH. He left only to return 10 minutes later sitting in a chair next to mine.
Before I could reply he asked if I thought Ben Stiller was attractive. I said, *he didnt know what was coming* “Well, sorta, but I like guys like Antonio Bandaras- you know, spanish guys because I find white men boring and unattractive, so…” Mr. Stiller took the hint and moved onto his next target or should I say targetS for many of the women turned him away. If you ask me, I think that one-night-stand woman he referred to must have had enough beers to go past the point of seeing loosers as they are, slimeballs with octopus tenacles, ewww. The beer jokes dont just apply to the men’s judgement of women.
I got to see other city gals before I took off. I felt bad that I didnt get the chance to chat with the late-comers but it was time for me to go to bed! You would be amazed at what the lack of alcohol can do for your energy level 
