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Last night was a fun experience in Charm city. I went into town to spend the evening with my gay friend Billy and his buddy Will. Billy has been a great friend of mine on and off since I met him back in 2005. Will I have only recently met, but he's a nice guy. I went into this night knowing it would most likely be an interesting one.

After getting off of work I went home to clean myself up I picked up some Smirnoff Mango Vodka and Cranberry Apple mix. After cleaning myself up and getting my swagger I went down to the city. The plan was to go grab a little bit of food in the harbor, waste some time and eventually go to this place Grand Central, which I found out is a pretty crowded gay bar.

So we rode the bus down to the city which took forever; there was this festival going on (Artscape) so the bus driver was weaving in and out of traffic, I don't know how she managed that I would've freaked out. When we got there we checked out a couple random shops, nothing to interesting, again we were pretty much passing the time until it was time to go drink.

Finally around 10 pm we got to Grand Central. Our friend will didn't have his ID on him so he had to sit outside, luckily this place has tables outside, so as long as you had a friend they could just bring drinks out to you.... and so we did. The bar started off with casual chatter and my two friends checking out dudes as I act like I have an opinion of the men and chuckle.

Here is where my night takes a turn. I don't know how the conversation started, but we were talking about a some of our friends mainly, our mutual friend Ian and my ex girlfriend Sarah (I blogged about her earlier this year, if you look that up this blog will make a little more sense). Will did not know that Sarah was my ex so when the fact that about a month after me and her broke up (late december) Ian made our with her at a party.

What...


I chose this man to go on my cruise vacation with me back in 2010,

We have been friends since high school, on and off a few times, but still,

I also brought him along for a one week stay for free at my recent Ocean City vacation...

We were never the best of friends, but we had some nerdy similarities so we got along. To be perfectly honest.

I had not felt such a surge of adrenaline like that in so long. At first, I was not upset at all, I was fuming, I was fantasizing about how badly I wanted to invite this guy out to dinner and just punch him in his face as hard as I possibly could. What a piece of shit...

Will (feeling really guilty for saying that) and Billy were both trying to convince me how poorly of an idea it would be to follow through with a plan like that. I was really taking any of it, I felt blinded at this point and just started slamming down drinks.

Eventually a random 35 year old lawyer friend of Billy's sat down with us and I was introduced. Obviously I didn't know the guy, but this man was a smooth talker and had a calming voice. He calmed me down a lot, so I transitioned from this furious rage to a confuse and upset guy. I didn't want to vent to the guys and ruin their night so I took a walk down the block and left Ian a message. "Hey Ian, so I just found out what you did with Sarah just wanted to give you a heads up that you're a piece of shit. You have the fucking nerve to come on vacation with me after pulling this bullshit. I don't want to see your fucking face. Do not try to contact me."

I sat down on a stair and just tried to clear my mind for a little bit. I gave my dad a call and although he doesn't have the best advice, I know he felt for me and it was nice being able to talk to him. A small amount of tears came out, but I tried my hardest to keep my head up. I wiped my eyes, took a few deep breaths and went back to my friends.

As far as the rest of the night goes, I don't think I have ever had my junk or ass grabbed so many times, but w/e just there to have a good time. Billy was excited to be in the club and asked me to go dance with him, so I just went out to the dance floor with him and had a good time for a little while. It was actually more fun than any straight bar I had ever gone to.

Eventually at about 1 am I went outside for some air and took a nap on a staircase. Is napping on a street in Baltimore a good idea? My friends eventually came in woke me and said there was last call. I went and picked up my tab and came back outside. I had no idea where my friends went so I was just standing there leaning up against a street sign. This guy comes up to me and goes "You've been standing there riding your ass against that sign for a while, where did your friends go?" My response "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" and I walked away.

The group of Billy, Will, their two gay friends and I left not to shortly after. We all went back to Billy's bedroom apartment. I just flopped down on his tiny ass couch and Billy and Will went into each of the two bedrooms with their new friends. It was 4 am and I was still not completely sober, but I took this opportunity to grab my keys and blanket and peace out.

Fun night overall. Pretty upsetting, but shit happens...what can you do?

Where the fuck did my Vodka and Cranapple go? I never saw that shit the rest of the night.