OK, Remember When I Said My Circle of Life's Complete....?
May 25, 2011
Well, I forgot a few. Tammy. (Don't remember if Tammy's her real name or stage name) Bleach-blonde stripper (aren't they all?) who I met at Circus Circus. At least, I remembered she worked there. How we met, is foggy. All I remember is I was the closest thing she had...and she got a contract in Guam to strip for $100,000 a year. I found this vid, but unfortunately, none of these girls are her. (I don't think she'd actually DO a vid like this. LOL)
I was supposed to see her off to the airport...but got caught up partying and shit (I'm telling you, my Tampa days were FIERCE. Anyone who says there's nothing to do in Tampa, didn't hang around the right crowd! Right, wrong...meh. Whatever. You get it.) I regret that day. I hate myself for it and it kills me even more thinking about her waiting for me to show up. UGH. I hope at least she made it there safe and BACK and that it wasn't some kinda sex trafficking, kidnapping shit.
:'(
The next one was this woman in Germany. I met her at a club in Munich. We kissed on the dancefloor...she was with friends...and they were ready to pop to another club. She gave me her email and phone number but when I got home...the details were smudged by water!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Gorgeous woman. Between 30-35. Refined, elegant...don't remember HER name though. I don't even remember if I asked.
ha ha ha
Didn't care or know if she was straight...which she was. My kinda girl. he he But we'd shoot glances at each other, dance in close proximity (me being in a straight club in Catholic Munich, I didn't wanna cause a scene in case I was wrong) I felt we had a moment...so when I saw her starting to leave, I rushed real quick to the guy who was walking around selling roses, grabbed one and gave it to her. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. We didn't even say a word to each other. It's like the whole floor was us. From the rose, to the locking of our eyes...to the meeting of our lips.
Ooops. Sorry if I never called or wrote. That's what I get for writing shit down on napkins. (I've lost a LOT of contacts that way. However, this is the only one I remember and regret losing) So, if I never contacted you...it's just cuz I lose shit ALL the time!!!!!!!!!!!! If I ask you to write shit on a napkin, don't. Write it somewhere on my body instead. You'll have better odds!
There. Those are the missing pieces to my circle. The woman in Germany, I can live without...but it would be really cool to find Tammy. Which I know is a lost cause. I know if I see her, I'd recognize her right away cuz even though our time was short, I have her image locked in my memory.
