Waffle house fuckery

So Amber, Tonya, and I went to Kagney's last night for the usual party and bullshit. After standing in land for 20 mins in 20 degrees. We finally managed to make it inside. When I say it was packed like shit. I mean damn it was crazy. I was getting bumped and stepped on every 5 mins. But we got a couple of drinks and tried to chill out. At one point we we stalked but a larger headed man, but I think he was trying to talk to Tonya I'm not sure lol. Oh Sway with his crazy, derangeed self was in there looking good as always but he was trying to fight. Just can't behave himself.

But we ended up going to the waffle house were Tonya met this fine thing ummm. But he was married so that was a bust. I met Kamal, a short man, from NJ...right...any who as I'm talking to him, who walks in but Nomad. SN: short but fine, has ugly friends and keeps trying to link all of us up...no beuno..but any who, he saw me talking to ol buddy acted like he wasn't going to speak. After a while we were just eating and talking when the fat ass cook decides to throw us out. Why? I still don't have the answer for that. Ol steak and eggs ass bitch. Amber and I sarted talking shit to his ass until he won't turn around any more..fuck his ass.

Same shit different toliet

Once again I end up here in Fayetteville, NC. I swear this place is just sucking me back in. I'm working this slightly dead end job and just following the same pattern day in and day out. I just want something different... I feel like my life is becoming a rut. But I still look good tho lol... I think I'm officially over the men around here. It's the same group of fools running around here the clubs. There isn't a large variety of places to go out to. So the same "type" of men go to the same clubs over and damn over again.