Second Night Out in Boston

So, R texted me and asked me if I wanted to go out for drinks. She was having a bad second half of the day (another story) and wanted to release. One drink I tell her. I have class in the morning. Ok. I'll be there in a few minutes she tells me. We end up at a bar where two of her friends bartend. O.M.G. as R would say. The drinks kept coming. I can't turn down free alcohol. Are you crazy??? Bring it on!!! I had a good time and I had my second white man hit on me. Cute, but no thank you! I'm not discriminating but I have a preference. He offered me a thousand dollars to give my phone up for a week. Are you serious dude? You got to bring that number up for me to let go of this cell. This is my life. I don't have a land line either. My mother would think I was dead after 14 hours of not hearing from me. NO!!! Now you say 10K and we might have a deal. A measly 1K ain't gone do nothing for me. I need my phone. Then he offered me box seats to the Red Sox games. I ain't the one!! I don't live here. I don't love the Red Soxs like you people do. I don't make that much noise for baseball. Keep yo tickets. It was interesting though. I have noticed that people here are much more social and vocal. ATL folks can be a little more snooty at times. It's all good though. Anyway... I'm gone to bed. I bought me some pillows today and the sleep is going to be ORGASMIC. LOL. Peace!!!