I am so going out on the fucking town. I need to party my ass off and get some stress relief. I love to dance and there is a dance floor a Cafe Iguana’s calling my name. I am going out to dinner first before we start drinking. I think Carrabba’s sounds like a good place to eat before hand. Then it’s off to the dance floor and lots of rum and cokes to cool me down between dancing. I know the DJ who works there and he always plays my favorite songs all night long. We used to date for a little while, but decided we were better as friends. I am glad about that because he is a great guy.
I still have to make phone calls to the girls and see who is going with me. I know for a fact that Sherrie is going to go, she always goes. We only do it about once a month, and she has kids so her hubby gives her the night off and lets her go blow off some steam. I think that is awesome. If I ever get married, that is the kind of man I want, an appreciative one who trusts and respects me.
