Since when is it hot to eat fried chicken?

Oh boy, Monday night came and I could barely sleep at all. I felt like a child at Christmas, except Tuesday was not Christmas. Clearly, Tuesday was Katelyn arrives in Atlanta day, which is just about as exciting as Santa coming down the chimney. When I saw her walk up the stairs, I ran to her, jumped up and down and hugged her. It was almost as if I hadn't seen my significant other in months and she finally came home. Although I do live in mid-town, she is not my significant other.

After a lovely drive on the highway, we proceeded to our apartment. First we had to make an important stop at Publix to show Katelyn my second home. There we bought snacks and BEER, of course. It was very hot, so we took Katelyn to the pool. The pool was lovely as ever. The bugs were floating around the entire pool and the stairs were covered in dirt, just how we like it, DIRTY!! However, the smell of Krispy Kreme did the fill the air. I had to hold Katelyn down because she really wanted to jump the fence to grab herself a doughnut hole. So we got a little darker, drank several beers and went inside. Then we went to RA for dinner, where we enjoyed 2 dolla sake, 4 dolla wine and half off sushi. Can you say bargain?

Eight o'clock rolled around and it was time for Jaime to go to bed ( she had to work in the am), so Katelyn and I proceeded to dance around the kitchen practicing our moves for the night to come. We ended up at this little " cottage club" called mood. Now, we say cottage club, because it was basically a house with club decorations. INTERESTING. It was 12 pm and Katelyn asked the bar tender where everyone was. He said, putting on make-up. Ok KAtelyn, we are NOT in NH anymore. Well, things were not that exciting to us, so naturally, we called a cab and headed to the Pink Pony. Lets just say I took one for the team to get a free cab ride (you all get your head out of the gutter). For those of you who don't know, the pink pony is a classy place where naked women do ballet on silver poles. It is quite artistic.

Shoot, we were unaware that at this dance studio we were supposed to have an endless supply of ones. Luckily some very nice lebanese men loaned us some dolla dolla bills. It was really exciting. Then we went home and went to bed.

Wednesday morning I knew it was going to be a GREAT day because some really nice man gave me and Katelyn a coupon for 20 percent off at IHOP. Like wow, could the day start any better? Lets just say Wendesday at the club was college night. There were a lot of young children dancing like hoes on stripper poles. I felt sort of like a mother wanting to pull their dresses down, but instead I just watched in amazement. I felt like such a cougar, 20 year old boys were loving my 22 years of age self. Now I know why cougars are cougars.


Thursday was fun too. We learned that it's sexy for a woman (in the south) to love wings. Men drool over women who eat wings. I think, unless they are drooling over the wings. Its like you the baddest B**** in the building when you are licking your fingers and chops while sweating eating hot hot wings. Wow, no wonder a lot of women in the south are HUGE. Im not mad about it though. Lord knows I love me some wings.

I also met this really nice man who came up with a rap for me. He said he was Big Sensai. He told me that he was not my mom or my dad-but he could be the best dude I ever had. It was really original and almost charming. I had to turn him down, but, I did agree with him on the fact that he was not my mother or my dad-very intelligent. And I also spoke with another gentleman who seemed to have eaten a shit sandwich for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Everytime he said a word I think a fly flew into his mouth.

To make a long story short-we had a good time. We ate,we drank and we were merry. Thanks to this week I need to hit the gym as much as bob marley used to hit the pipe. Now I remember what its like to have friends. Now I miss them!