FR#20: My First Halloween

Date: 2009-10-31 Saturday, Halloween

Place--Houston & Broadway

Time--04:00

11 Approached

3 Hooked

1 #Closed

1 @Closed

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It's been two days since Halloween.

I call Lupin and plan to meet him for street game at the Houston and Broadway intersection in lower Manhattan. As I hang up, I feel a certain distaste settle in the pit of my stomach. The thought of sarging leaves me weak. Last night went fine, so why? But I agreed with Lupin, so I have to. Anyway, it's Halloween - I ought to go out.

I step on the subway with a red head 7. I feel AA creeping up, so I spit out something about how I like her costume. She says she's a southern barmaid...or something? The conversation dies quickly.

Two Japanese men enter the subway. I tell one of them I like his dreads. It turns into a twenty-minute conversation.

I transfer and talk with a girl on the platform. She has some nice clothes - I ask her if she's dressed as a hipster for Halloween (she doesn't look like a hipster at all). She gives me a sly smile and says, that's how she usually dresses. Polite blow outs - got to love them.

I meet up with Lupin and we grab some coffee before sarging; I had hardly slept and badly needed the caffeine. In two weeks, I will have my own place in midtown Manhattan and will finally be able to sleep well - no longer will I be woken by a certain temper tantrum-throwing, crotch-punching, computer-stomping roommate.

After coffee, we play Alternating Point and Shoot. Lupin gets hugs and numbers, I mostly get girls trying to get the frack away from me. Ah, the feeling of weakness leaving the body.

One girl who is a gorgeous mixture of black and white opens up enough to tell me she's with her mom. Doh.

I cross a street and see an Asian girl dressed as Quail Man from Doug. That is so dorky, I cannot possibly feel AA. Strangely enough, earlier that day I had been listening a couple of songs from the same show on YouTube. I open the set and fluff for 15 minutes. The second girl is Little Red Riding Hood - a model and actress. I tell them that my friend and I might head to a party tonight and they're interested. I number close the girl. It'd definitely be cool to see these girls later at that party.

Later, when I call back, she asks if I am at the party. I did not go because I could not afford the $50 cover, so when I told her I was back in Queens, she asked, "So, why are you calling me?" Sniffle. Well, it goes both ways - it certainly could be that I promised a party for a number too. Oh well...

After a while, Lupin and I head back to grab some food before the party. That's when I find out about the cover. I'm happy for Lupin that $50 cover is not a problem for him. Maybe one day it'll be that way for me - I wonder if that day comes, will I still turn my nose up at such an expensive party?

Sleep deprived and emotionally beaten, I decide to head back rather than continue the street sarge.

On the subway home, I sarge a beautiful Bangladesh girl. I am seated, she is standing next to me. I open her with something like, are you coming from a party? We fluff and when the adjacent seat opens, I invite her to site. She does. We talk until my stop comes and I give her a pen and offer her my hand. She writes down her e-mail. I was so tired that by the time I reached home, I had forgotten about the e-mail written on my hand. The next morning, I transcribe the info, but I'm missing the numbers at the end. Too bad - she was an 8.5 and nice to talk with.

I've decided the tick marks thing doesn't quite cut it. I am forgetting too much of each set - so I will keep simple notes in my notebook.