Pouring Bacardi from a big jug of rum into a cup meant to hold coffee creamer into a smaller Bacardi bottle so the guy you’re dating doesn’t think you are a total lush when you show up with bottle in hand.
He doesn’t need to know I drank an entire bottle of this stuff a few months ago. 
OK people, here it is. I’m going to write this off the top of my head, seat of my pants type. So if it’s jumbled, deal with it or email me for clarification.
We went bowling. Three Indy people showed up, CBFI1, his friend M and Creepy Guy. Miss Laci said her gaydar went off with M, but not CBFI1. This is good!
We then had to pick teams and what not. I immediately asked M to be on our team and he said yes. Then I asked CBFI1 to be on our team and he said yes. Turns out we were doing teams of 3, so I was on the team with GB and BC, right next to the Miss Laci, CBFI1 and M.
We had such a blast bowling. We all sucked ass at it, but it sure was fun! M got a turkey (three strikes in a row for those of you non-bowler types) and I made him do the turkey dance. LOL
After bowling, we went to a little sports bar near the fair grounds. We had a great time there and here is a conversation between myself and M, when CBFI1 went to the restroom.
me: “I’ve developed a bit of a crush on your friend. Is he gay?”
M: “Who? CBFI1? I don’t think so. We met at church.”
me: “Well that’s good to know! I like him.”
M: (while holding his glass of Pepsi up) ”Here’s to crushes, girl.”
And we clinked his glass with my beer bottle neck.
Miss Laci says CBFI1 kept looking at me and sneaking peaks. I don’t mind that cause I find it difficult to NOT just blatantly stare at the guy.
I then continued giggling every few minutes and whispering to Miss Laci and “I can’t believe I did that. Holy shit! I can’t believe I said that to M.” She couldn’t believe it either.
My assumption that he’s gay may have been wrong. I called GB after dropping Miss Laci off and he said that CBFI1 seemed to be interested in me as well. We shall see. GB then told me that he seemed to think I would be more going for the bad boy image, much like CBFI2. I told him I normally do, but since I’m looking for some changes, I decided to focus on guys who not only physically attracted me, but attracted me spiritually and intellectually as well. He liked that answer.
I’m going to finish my beer, cuddle my puppies and giggle some more cause, “I can’t believe I did that!”
Until next time….
As you all know, I went to Indy last weekend to go to a GA function, hang out with Miss Monique and to see CBFI.
It turned out that CBFI is now CBFI1 and there’s a CBFI2 up there. CBFI2 is just dangerous and that total bad boy image. My sponsor here called him “the hook up guy.” I told him that’s exactly what CBFI2 is! The totally unapproachable, bad boy, hot man who is a player and is good for just one thing. hehe
CBFI1 confused the shit outta me, which if you read The Soda Stand, you already know this. Here’s some more confusion for you.
When I got back Sunday, I emailed CBFI1 with a flier for the bowling day we are doing down here in the Ville tomorrow. I asked him to print it or announce it at their meetings up there. I just now got a response from him last night after I went to sleep (so I read it this morning.) Said he needs to check his email more often, said he had a lot of fun and then said he would see if he could get some people together for coming down here for the bowling thing. Pfft. We’ll see.
I’m actually curious to see if he brings his friend M, who is NOT in GA, and who is obviously gay. I’ll let ya’ll know if they show up to bowling. Miss Laci is going with me to the bowling thing.
I talked to my BFF in Vegas last night and was telling her about everything going on. She asked me if my gaydar went off around CBFI1 and I said no, it really didn’t go off. I told her I was confused and it even confused Miss Monique. Miss Monique and I are both very gay friendly and we have excellent gaydars. Neither of us were really alerted to a gayness about him. Just something nagging at me.
Now that I’ve rambled on three of the four blogs I write on, I’m going to go get ready for work. Can you say procrastination my friends? LOL
Until next time…
My friend Deb called me tonight to see how things were going with MM.
I recapped the weekend’s date and mentioned that I kept my pants on all evening.
Dead silence, then a shriek: “YOU HAVEN’T GIVEN IT UP YET????”
Umm yeah.
Then again, Deb’s right to be surprised. The girl knows me well.
I’ve been worried about not appearing stalkery when it comes to CBFI. Seriously. I haven’t had a crush on someone like this in a very long time, so it’s taken all my will power NOT to email or call him.
We had the one contact through email, I have not heard back from him. I’ll be emailing him next week to let him know I’m coming up there for the fundraiser. And I’ll see about inviting him out for drinks with me and Miss Monique.
When I went up there last weekend, I took some fliers. One was for our mini convention coming up in June and the other was for a 15 year pinning that was held last night. My motives for bringing that 2nd flier was for CBFI to venture down this way.
However, Creepy Guy ventured down this way. Creepy Guy is the one who remembered exactly where I was sitting in the Lexington conference. The one who kind of freaked me out when I was up there last weekend.
When Creepy Guy walked into the room, my heart dropped to my feet (in hopes CBFI was with him) and I quickly found out he was NOT with Creepy Guy. I laughed quite a bit after texting Miss Monique and then calling Miss Monique while we were eating the food brought for the 15 year birthday.
During these meetings, when we break to eat - it’s about a thirty minute break until the actual meeting starts. Once we broke to go eat, Creepy Guy called my name from across the room and came over to give me a hug. I then ate my food, excused myself to go outside for a smoke and called mah friend. She and I giggled and laughed and had no idea what to say or think about him arriving for this meeting.
I decided since Creepy Guy was there, I would ask him about CBFI. I was going to ask him if CBFI was single or dating anyone at the moment. This would do two things for. It would give me information I needed/wanted AND it would guarantee that Creepy Guy would go back to Indy and tell CBFI that I was asking.
Ugh. Does any of this make sense? I feel like a silly little girl with a crush.
Until next time…
As everyone knows, we (the bitches) are congregating in Miss Monique’s city this weekend. As everyone ALSO knows, there is a CBFI whom I met in Lexington at the GA convention.
I’ve been trying to figure out a way to meet this guy again and maybe exchange phone numbers, emails, etc. I liked him. Obviously.
Today, I called the hotline up there to find out what meetings are where this weekend. There is a 5pm Sunday night meeting. It ends at 6:30pm. Anyway, back to the point. I called their hotline number for information and they listed a guy named Mike on there if you had any other questions. Well I met a Mike in Lexington so I wanted to 1) find out exactly where this meeting is 2) if it’s an open or closed meeting and 3) if this was the Mike I met (cause he’s hot too).
As we were chatting and he was going over the meeting information with me, I asked him if he was the Mike I met in Lexington. He said that he was not. I then told him that I met a Mike, CBFI (his real name is only known to mah bitches) and a Chuck. Well this Mike informed me that all three of those people I listed go to the Sunday evening meeting.
Here is my chance, my friends. My chance to meet CBFI on comfortable ground (comfortable for both of us). Now the question remains, do I take this chance or do I leave it to fate?
Oh, and this Mike that I talked to today was REALLY cool and REALLY gay, so he and I will get along fantastically. However, he won’t be in Indy this weekend, he’s going to Miami. Bitch.
I started banging the Boytoy in January 2005. I wasn’t quite yet divorced, he was five years younger and it seemed like a good idea when I was drunk. Well, the one-night stand lasted on and off for two years. We fought, we broke up, he’d worm his way back into my life. Repeat ad nauseum.
Finally, enough was enough, and I realized that I was always going to be good enough to fuck but not good enough to love. I broke things off with him, cold turkey. It fucking sucked but I made it.
I hadn’t seen him for more than a year.
Until tonight.
He was at the same bar as my date and I; from Boytoy’s seat he had a perfect view of me laughing, talking and flirting.
Maybe it was just me, but Boytoy didn’t look too happy.
I never thought he was malicious, just clueless. But tonight, victory was mine, ’cause that’s what a real date looks like, you motherfucker. Not a phone call at 2 a.m. Not a txt message on your way home from the bar.
Asshole.
A few days ago, I mentioned the Cute Boy From Indy (CBFI). I have more information on him. He’s 38 years old, divorced and not dating anyone currently. He’s been in the program almost 2 years and has already been the chair person of their host committee for the Indy mini convention last year.
He was married for 14 years, but it’s unknown how long he’s been divorced or if he has any children. I have a cohort in the program trying to get me his phone number and/or email address so I can contact him directly (which I will do, because I’m totally forward like that.)
I am also thinking about going to a meeting up there in two weeks while I’m hanging with mah bitches for a OneRepublic concert. We shall see how this plays out and once again, I will keep you posted.
And that my friends, is your Klassy update from Miss Sodapop. kthxbai
peee essss I forgot to mention he’s in Las Vegas right now. Going to a meeting that I used to go to all the time there. My sponsor knows about him, I told her to watch out for him. Here’s to hoping she doesn’t try to embarrass me or something and then the guys thinks I’m stalking him or something. Which I totally am, but he doesn’t need to fucking know that yet. Ya know?
As most everyone knows, I am in a 12 step program for recovery. I am a compulsive gambler, in recovery.
I recently went to a one day convention over in Lexington for said 12 step program of recovery. It was a wonderful day for fellowship and meeting people in the program from all over. We had people from Michigan, California, Arizona, Florida and Indiana.
I paid special attention to two of the guys from Indiana. Both are from Indy, which is good cause one of mah Klassy bitches lives there. One was a little cocky in attitude, but his body was kicking. The other one, whom I shall name Cute Boy from Indy, has dark hair, wore glasses and was just cute as a fucking button.
I am now on a mission to find out more information about CBFI, so that Miss Monique can do some recon work for me. I am going to a 10 year pinning tonight, so I’m going to be asking someone I KNOW will know about CBFI.
How sad that I’m using my 12 step program for dating/eye candy purposes.
