My my my these past few days have been quite interesting. The job wants me to go to N.C. but hasn't thrown some numbers my way in regards to salary. I had to make a emergency phone call for a person in need who up until recently felt everything was status quo. And I think this woman that I work with is hitting on me. No matter how much I care people are still a$$holes.

There are times when it is great being single and other times when being single sucks. Moving on.

Got a call from a nice looking young lady that I met, Dr. Feelgood, the other day. By the title you can guess her profession. Anyway I initially met her through my friend Jerzeekid at a birthday party. Nice atmosphere cheap drinks and good looking single professional women, what more could I ask for. So the night is coming to end and I was getting a few nods and pleasant hellos through out the night but nothing that would constitute as overt flirting.

Get ready to leave and Jerzeekid introduces me to his friend, Feelgood. Immediately this woman gives me a good hug and a warm smile. Never met her before in my life so I know she is drunk. I start up a quick conversation and the next thing I know I have an invitation to join her and her houseguests for brunch Sunday morning at her townhouse....kewl. Now me and my dumbass said the following words that need to severely slapped for..." I don't know if I can make cause I need to get back to NY early but we'll see...." Yes y'all read right I have directions and a phone number to Feelgood's place in all under 1o minutes. Did I mention she is PURRRRRTY.

Jerzeekid gives me a look that says " Nigga is you crazy ?!?!?" I look back and shrug at him like some fuckin' retard and Jerzee has gotta swoop in like the Man of Steel to help a nigga like his name was Bitch Lane. " Don't worry Feelgood, he'll be there".

The thought in my head was this. I don't wanna mess with no drunk chick that may not remember who I was and when we met and why I am at her front door looking for some food. And anybody who has met me knows I dress casual to the point that you would think I was homeless, not a good look at times but I don't give damn. Met the girl at her place and I was greeted at the door by a woman in rollers. She obviously didn't care what I thought she looked like in morning....I like her already. Gave me a quick tour of the place, sat down and had a short convo before the rest of the house woke up, mind you it is 12:30 in the afternoon. watched "Crash" told some jokes and left. Got home gave her the courtesy call that I was in and thought nothing more of the weekend.

To be continued..........