Birthday debauchery

Last night some of my close friends here in Denver and I went out to celebrate mine and another friend's 26th birthdays. Twenty-six is hard for me to accept, and from what I've heard from older friends, it's not very easy for anybody. It's a whole new age bracket...! I'm not in my early twenties anymore and I'm not going to be in my twenties forever either.



I was bound and determined to have a good time last night. I was extremely grateful to the friends who came out and had a good time with me - without them, turning twenty-six would have been more than unbearable.



The evening started at Sing Sing, a dueling piano bar. After quite a few drinks it was time for all the birthday celebrators and anyone else celebrating anything special to join the pianists on stage and make complete asses out of themselves. Knowing this was coming, I was not going easy on the drinks. The pianists had us perform a raunchy version of the Hokey Pokey for the audience, which in my inebriated state, I found to be a lot of fun. As I was returning to my table after my spectacular stage performance, a cute guy from the table behind ours offered me a shot in celebration of my birthday. After that, the evening took an interesting turn.



Birthday shot boy (as I will hence forth refer to him) and his sister left Sing Sing and accompanied our group to a Whiskey bar a few blocks away. I had arrived slightly earlier and was somewhat surprised to see the two additions to the group. Birthday shot boy zeroed in on me sitting at a table and was glued to my hip for the rest of the evening. He continued to buy my drinks (which I was now nursing in a feeble attempt to sober up a little, or at least to keep some of my good sense in tact) and we made small talk at the bar for the rest of the evening.



To make a long story short, I stayed with birthday shot boy all night. I was fully aware of what I was doing and don't have any regrets in doing what I did. Being a lady, I will not disclose at this time what exactly was done, but just so imaginations don't get too wild, I will say that I did not have sex with him.



So all in all, birthday shot boy helped to make my 26th birthday celebration a special one. I had a good time with him, for the most part. The only problem was, while I was with him, I couldn't stop thinking about my ex. Although I wasn't thinking "I wish I was with Chris right now" I was thinking "Chris would disapprove". Then I was thinking "What the fuck?!? Why should I even care what he would think!"



I don't understand why during the climax (no pun intended) of my evening, I was feeling guilty and somewhat ashamed! There is no sane, logical reason for it! All I can say is that I can't wait to put him behind me once and for all. I just wish I knew how to do that.