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  Mood-o-meter: refreshed and positive

I met a cool guy on Friday night. We clicked like I haven’t clicked with anyone, and the chemistry was igniting. He’s tall, blonde, blue eyes, funny, smart…and he laughs at my jokes (that’s the most important).

After meeting up with Prince Charming, I went with Jessi and Jennifer barhopping. That was fun. We left the Red Room, where I had met my date, and then we hit the Marina, then Polk Street, and then finally the End Up for Fag Friday. Jessi and Jennifer had never been before, so that was an experience for them. If you’ve never been, it’s an afterhours nightclub that caters to gay men on Fridays, and they take their shirts off, frolic with each other in delirious dance. In other words, it’s tons of half-naked, sweaty, gorgeous men dancing to techno on a crowded dance floor. After the initial shock wore off, Jessi and Jennifer thought up the bright idea to take OUR shirts off and dance in our bras. If they can do it, so can we, right??? So we asked if we’d be kicked out, and got the go-ahead from security. It was the most liberating experience I’ve ever had in my life.

On Saturday I got a much needed and different hair cut and met my friends at a bar on Fillmore. Afterwards, I headed up to Marin for a relaxing night and day by the pool with Kara and Chelle. What a fabulous weekend! I deserve it, hell yeah!!!!
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