I ended up going, but I was SO late. I got there 40 min before it ended. First things first, I needed to get a drink. I ordered, and then the beside me ordered the same thing and I ask him about it and we made friendly banter. When the bartender came back and asked whether it was together or seperate he said SEPARATE! so I got my drink and got the hell onA friend invited me to an event/party this weekend that looks like it will be fun, but none of my other friends can or want to go and events where I don't know anyone but the person who invited me give me such anxiety. But I do actually want to go. It would be the perfect opportunity to wear a pair of thotty shorts and get cute and possibly meet someone. Sigh. I'll give myself until the morning to make a decision
On the edge of the dance floor nursing my drink and doing my two-step another dude comes and is just way too touchy feely and asking me all kinds of questions and wanting to know if I'm going to leave with him. No. No I'm not. Plus the lighting wasn't good and I couldn't get a good view of his face I was able to shake him
Just before the party ended I ordered another drink and had to gulp it down quickly before they kicked everybody out and another guy at the bar asked me what I was drinking. I told him to grab a straw and try it and we kinda flirted. Then he asked me for my instagram I was thinking yep, I'm too old for you
So didn't meet mr right or even mr right now, but it was nice to actually flirt and get practice meeting guys organically because I'm done with apps