It's 3:45 in the morning and I just turned down a 3som with a guy and his BF.

I had gotten all dressed about to head over but I was thinking, if I go it's going to be like 5:30 or 6 when I get back and there goes my whole day. I'll sleep in til like 1 or 2 and get nothing done.

But I did feel bad for having to flake out though. Guess that's just how it is...It's also why I hate that all the action is in downtown and I live west of town. So to go all the way back after I was JUST there at the club seems obsessive.

It's like, I live alone...bust my ass to do so. Guys need to come see me. Why I gotta put all the effort in all the time. Every time I meet someone I always have to be the one to do the driving.