| CosmicPal |
02-13-2005 08:23 PM |
Beware of Angry Asian Girlfriends
Well, I just woke up from three days of partying that started Thursday night and culminated with last night's fiasco. My head hurts and my body aches for reasons other than the abuse of alcohol.
Some of you may recall my short-lived post regarding a date with a hot Asian chick I met a couple of weeks ago. Well, she's been nothing short of a spectacular, and quite honestly, some of the best damn sex I've ever had.
Well, last week, I get a call from an old girlfriend in KC. Turns out she's now divorced and some of her guy pals are coming for the weekend to do some skiing up in Vail. She wanted to know if I would like to hook up with her as she just wanted to hang in Denver and let the guys go skiing. I said, "Sure, we'll definately have to get together."
Anyways, so I tell my Ninja bed-buddy I'll be out of town this weekend and for her to make other plans. She was cool with that. My ex-girlfriend and I go out last night and we hooked up for some late afternoon drinking and catching-up. With the night still young, I suggest we go back to my place for some wine and some TV. She accepts my invitation, and so we go back to my place.
When I walk into my house- there's my Ninja boyfriend beater on the couch. She gets up and starts screaming at me in her poor English. It was like an intolerably bad Japenese film. I was shocked 'cause she doesn't have the keys to my house, and I didn't know if she had broken in or what. Needless to say, she's pissed. During her act of screaming at me, I try to calm her down and tell her that the female on my right arm happens to be an old friend from out of town. Well, my Ninja baby didn't by that and before I could say, "OH, s..." I hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. Within say, .08 seconds, my Ninja lover sent a furry of arms and legs at me. She killed CosmicPal. I was in some great deal of pain- writhing on my own living room floor watching the feet of the best sex stomp out my front door.
Of course, none of this went over well with my ex-girlfriend. So, she called a cab while I polished off a bottle of wine myself with an ice pack to my groin. I'm awake now. I screwed up again.
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