Anyone who knows me how much I hate clubbing, especially here in G. We're talking places like the Eureka where it's a total meat market, but he wants to go clubbing, and I want to go dancing.

So I'm waiting for him to get ready, and he's taking his sweet time.

That would be fine if I wasn't freezing. I'm sitting here in knee high stiletto-heeled boots, tiny mini-skirt, which according to Soph I have the legs for, and a skimpy top. It's like 5 degrees outside.

I find it so weird when a friend tells you that you have the legs to wear mini-skirts. It kind of weirds me out but at the same time it's flattering because the best thing I love about myself are my long arms. Not my legs.

So I'm kind of surprised about that.

Soph was surprised at the clothes I wear to go clubbing to because most the time I am miss conservative, and all of a sudden I'm wearing short tops and minis. I don't see the big deal but apparently it's a surprise.

Interesting.

It's also interesting how guys react to short skirts and knee high boots. Apparently if you wear them you're easy.

Screw that. I'm not easy. I just happen to like wearing short skirts and knee highs. That and I have a man who happens to like me wearing little minis and boots. And I do like to please him. As much as he likes to please me.

Meh. Screw them.

Ooh baby my man just came out of the bathroom and all I can say is hot damn he scrubs up good. I think it's time to do some serious dancing, and then some serious smooching.

J