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Sausage Fest
02.12.05 (1:33 pm)   [edit]
When did I become the D.U.F.F? I must have eaten one two many buckets of icecream and fallen asleep only to wake up and find that I am the Designated Ugly Fat Friend. Well, the position has it's upside. At least I will never be considered a threat to any of my lady friends and can therefore avoid the catty-ness and back-stabbing that would ensue if I looked like Halle Berry. Anyway, I'm quite happy with my curvacious body. I just need to eat healthier, work out now and then and wear structured clothing according to Stacy and Clinton and I don't really think I'm ugly in the least. Still, last night I was feeling the Duffyness.

Lastnight I went out for the first time in months with a few lady friends of my brother. Apparently he needed me out of the house so he could spend some quality time with his girlfriend. CHI CHI CHI CHI BANG BANG!. When did my brother become a Mandelon (translation - whipped)? He could have just said something and I would have made plans for myself instead of forcing me on his friends. Anyway, I was in luck. These girls were really sweet, caring and friendly, so I had a good time with them. We went to a party thrown by this Turkish guy and his roommates. When we first arrived a little after 10pm there was no one there, so we left and headed to a little Mexican bar for drinks. Later when we returned to the party, the apartment was crammed - crammed with men. Ladies, we have arrived at a "sausage-fest". You would think that I would be all excited about the ratio of men to women being roughly 9 to 1, with me being the D.U.F.F. for the night, but I wasn't. Now I know what the early christians felt like when the Romans threw them into the pit with the lions and tigers. I was dinner, but I don't like being dinner. I like eating dinner. A bit too much apparently. Have you seen the size of my ass? Let's just say that the numbers made me slightly nervous.

The nervousness didn't last long as I proceeded to get wasted on what has got to be the saddest selection of beer I have ever witnessed at a party. Michelob, Miller Lite and Busch - I guess since I wasn't paying for it I shouldn't complain. Next time I will bring along my own six-pack of Dos Equis or Shiner. Then again, in this crowd, that would likely get me in trouble. For a while, no one really talked to me directly. I was always beside one of the girls when she was approached by some guy who should know better. I mean, dude! She's so out of your league. Hehehe. Well, not really, but sometimes you think stuff like that to pump up your self-esteem and to explain why no one is taking you on. You know, like they're obviously not talking to me because my looks are so awesome they're intimidated. Stephen Tyler sings "Dream on!"

Yeah, dream on.

Anyway, one guy did talk to me in the end. At first, given my feelings of duffyness, I thought he was only talking to me because he was a friend of one of the girls and he was being kind and polite. When she disappeared and he kept talking in an animated fashion, I began to realize that may be, just may be, this guy might actually find me interesting. Ugh! I hate when my self-confidence is this low. It's just painful. He was really nice and we danced and all that. However at the end of the evening he seemed more interested in one of the other girls. It didn't bother me too much because I realized that she was equally into him too. She confided this much to me on the ride home. I mean, I was only interested in finally having someone talk to me and pay attention to me. I wasn't looking for anything more, which is sad, right?

So the evening went well, with promises to hook up and hang out again. Hopefully the next time we go out I will be feeling like the Caribbean Queen of Hotness that I am and less like a sea cow (a.k.a manitee) that's washed up on the beach.
 


posted by: MrBelvedere (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (10:40 am)

My dear friend Bill Ocean sang a song called Caribbean Queen. Then he fell off the charts :(





posted by: ikke (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (10:50 am)

watch this:
http://easymoney.ea.funpic.org/



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (10:55 am)

Reply to: ikke
Um, thanks but no thanks.



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (10:56 am)

Reply to: MrBelvedere
I always wondered what happened to him.



posted by: angiekruger (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (11:44 am)

sweetheart, if that picture is you, you are neither ugly nor fat! you're gorgeous! and i'm sure mr belvedere would agree with me



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (12:51 pm)

Reply to: angiekruger
Thanks :D



posted by: Roxgirl (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (2:22 pm)

Self-Confidence looks good on a person of any shape and size!

There have been MANY a party where I was (or feeling like) the DIHF (Designated "Ignore Her" Friend)! It sure does hit the ego hard, but like you said... "they are just intimidated by my beauty!!!" HA HA.

Glad you had fun anyways. Hope you all go out again! Sounds like you might have found some new friends :) YAY!



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 02.12.05 (2:22 pm)

Nat, I do believe you're being to hard on yourself. There's the perfect one out there for you, just be patient and he'll appear when you least expect it.

And you are NOT a Designated Ugly Fat Friend. Anyway, you're *my* Designated Beautiful Thin Friend :D
xoxoxo



posted by: Joolie (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (2:29 am)

Hon, you know in our relationship thats my job being your fat friend! Joolie xxx



posted by: Anne-Marie (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (2:47 am)

and mine:)



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (12:06 pm)

Reply to: Roxgirl
Yeah, I had a good time. Sometimes I think that guys also pick up on that self-esteem thing too. Look at Queen Latifah! She's my role model.



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (12:07 pm)

Reply to: dustyjumpwings
Awww, thanks, Mally. Although the "thin" part is a stretch, I do believe the rest. Hehehehe.



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (12:07 pm)

Reply to: Joolie
Ah, but you've already snagged your Mr. Big. I'm still looking for my Chris Noth. :)



posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (12:08 pm)

Reply to: Anne-Marie
Love you too!! :)



posted by: Roxgirl (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (3:21 pm)

Reply to: dangerkitty

Yup, Queen Latifa is da bomb!!! And funny as hell!!!! She's a beautiful role model to have!!!



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 02.13.05 (4:15 pm)

Reply to: dangerkitty
BWAH, well you're beautiful the way you are Natsy!



posted by: jennirae269 (reply)
post date: 02.14.05 (11:53 am)

These guys just don't know what they're missing....

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