My weekend was... Interesting.
A gay male colleague/friend and I were out with our manager for a few beer Friday and then ended up down at Sunset Beach with giant vodka filled Slurpees singing songs with a group of hotties. He was supposed to crash on my couch but instead he disappeared with one of them, expecting that I was going to pick up the one hitting on me. I didn't. When I had to use the loo, I left said hottie playing his guitar to the stars and wandered off the block to my home.
Saturday morning a guy I dated this winter called twice(I ignored the first call since I was still in bed) to tell me he'd been trying to reach me several times Friday (interesting). He called again that night and I heeded the booty call. My bad, but I've been putting him off for months, so at least he'd had to work for it.
We watched the World Cup Sunday and then I just relaxed at home the rest of the day.
*Sips wine*
And how was YOUR weekend?
