I went to the Bulldog on Friday night. Ten minutes inside the door and I had notched up shifts from three different guys, with one of them also engaging me ... er... further down.
My arrival was likened by Phil to that of an exocet missile. Perhaps I go too far? In any case, I also got entangled with a hot'n'horny Scotsman. Time will tell if that progresses to something more. I had acquired a headache earlier in the day that just would not go away, so I wasn't really up for moving quickly with anyone, much as I would have liked to.
Friday's exam sucked, and I fear I'll be doing that one again. This last month has been hell for all of us, and it showed on Friday evening, with a lot of people going home early or just not really in the form for a whole day of partying, myself included. But it's over now. I have two weeks to find somewhere else to live, and hopefully I'll get a job in that time as well.
Oh, the stress is starting to take its tole.
About Me
- Denis
- After working with computers in Ireland for four years, I had a change of heart and hotfooted it across the pond to Brighton, gay capital of the UK, to study big hairy men and to try and get a degree in Pharmacy from the University of Brighton. I graduated, finished my pre-reg year, and am now working as a legal drug-dealer in the big smoke of London. Join me here in my adventures as I attempt to learn about as many drugs as possible during the day, and get entangled with as many bears as possible at night. I can be reached on gmail.com at denis.g.ryan
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