I had this friend Michelle. She was bi, but since the last time I talked to her she was exclusively liking girls. She called me one night when I was taking a walk to 7-11. She said her and a guy she worked with along with a few other people are going to Atlantic City the next night, and asked if I wanted to come. It was last minute, but I really wanted to go. I was around 23-24. We were going to spend some time on the slots, having a few drinks, go to a club, and then crash at her co-worker's house.
I am a pretty indoor person. I don't usually do spontaneous trips to places. But once in a while I'll get an offer to go to Atlantic City or Philadelphia or New York City and I think "Yeah, I really need to get out of the house right now, and I'm in the mood to be spontaneous and party for once". I step out of "Grandma" mode (as I call myself since I spent a lot of my time back then puttering about the house and reading books in my spare time) and I decide to go do something wild for a change. Sometimes I get REALLY wild, but this was a spur of the moment "Hey, let's go to Atlantic City and gamble and dance our asses off!" kind of thing.
And that's what I did. We were at Borgata and I gambled my way into the club. There was a girl from Slovakia (I think) who used to work there and knew the bouncer, and we got offered the VIP area, but we had to pay for it. We just made it to the dance floor/bar. It was great! When I'm out and I've had a few drinks in me, I can dance for hours. We all had a great time dancing about and having fun. I got to dance with a few cute guys; it was a blast. I even tried asking if I could dance on the bar but I wasn't allowed to.
I may be a hermit most of the time, but I have my moments!
I absolutely LOVE your blog!!! I look forward to reading more and more of the Kate Escape!!!
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