Does not compute...brain reboot needed
Mar. 6th, 2010 11:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dawnthiefSo after months of faffing around and getting ready in my head and being sure I would actually go through with it I went out in town with 2 friends (Danny and T) last night. Not just out but actually out as the me I fully intend on being somewhere down the line. For anyone catching up that means I went out as a girl ;)
In a bizarre twist of fate the 3 of us all ended up wearing clothes from my wardrobe which when you consider 2 of us are around 6ft tall and the other one is 5 foot 2 inches seemed a little bizarre but hey it worked
Anyway, we got together about 6.20pm, there was food (I was in charge of cooking) and a little alcohol) followed by getting ready, putting face on, swearing at my wig tape as it refused to play along and then finally being ready to go. So there I am heeled boots, lacy tights and a little black dress all ready to go. Did I mention I was scared witless?
Taxi to the pink triangle in town (Newcastle) and a quick walk to a bar called The Yard which is a local gay bar and TG/TV friendly. Cue massive amounts of nerves at this point before I was sorta ushered inside to see to massive relief a TV at the bar and another one behind it. I think my heart rate may have dropped by about 100/minute at that point.
So drinks and watching and realising that actually I looked ok and then this lovely guy wanders over, and says he just wanted to tell me he thought I was beautiful and could he buy not only me but the 2 girls I'm with a drink. Its at this point that as my jaw is on the floor the girls nudge me until I say yes. He gets our drinks, hands them to us and then smiles and heads off. Inside my head there's a bar showing "processing" and an egg timer symbol....I may have crashed.
Anyway one of the girls (Danny) leaves about 11 to go stay with her BF (brave girl...was cold out there and I wanted way more alcohol before setting foot outside the door again) leaving me and T to have a few more drinks.
At this point my drink provider reappeared and introduced himself. He was a perfect gentleman, really nice, didn't try to push for anything as he assumed I must be taken since I was so pretty (yeah...I kept looking for the pretty girl too) I did however find out his name was George and he worked at Newcastle Uni so we chatted for a few and then he left with the only request being that next time he saw me out would it be ok if he came over and said hi? So top marks to George for being a total sweety and a gentleman :)
A little later we left, taxi back to my flat, removal of face paint and then bed. T is awesome and stayed the night to ensure I didn't suddenly have a breakdown...hasn't happened yet so I think I'm ok :)
Anyway, The Yard - awesome gay bar in Newcastle, I like it a lot. Next time I may explore the club upstairs
George - sweet guy...shame he seems quite a bit older than me, shorter than me (a lot) and smokes :(
Me - still not computed the beautiful bit but a lot happier about going out now.
In a bizarre twist of fate the 3 of us all ended up wearing clothes from my wardrobe which when you consider 2 of us are around 6ft tall and the other one is 5 foot 2 inches seemed a little bizarre but hey it worked
Anyway, we got together about 6.20pm, there was food (I was in charge of cooking) and a little alcohol) followed by getting ready, putting face on, swearing at my wig tape as it refused to play along and then finally being ready to go. So there I am heeled boots, lacy tights and a little black dress all ready to go. Did I mention I was scared witless?
Taxi to the pink triangle in town (Newcastle) and a quick walk to a bar called The Yard which is a local gay bar and TG/TV friendly. Cue massive amounts of nerves at this point before I was sorta ushered inside to see to massive relief a TV at the bar and another one behind it. I think my heart rate may have dropped by about 100/minute at that point.
So drinks and watching and realising that actually I looked ok and then this lovely guy wanders over, and says he just wanted to tell me he thought I was beautiful and could he buy not only me but the 2 girls I'm with a drink. Its at this point that as my jaw is on the floor the girls nudge me until I say yes. He gets our drinks, hands them to us and then smiles and heads off. Inside my head there's a bar showing "processing" and an egg timer symbol....I may have crashed.
Anyway one of the girls (Danny) leaves about 11 to go stay with her BF (brave girl...was cold out there and I wanted way more alcohol before setting foot outside the door again) leaving me and T to have a few more drinks.
At this point my drink provider reappeared and introduced himself. He was a perfect gentleman, really nice, didn't try to push for anything as he assumed I must be taken since I was so pretty (yeah...I kept looking for the pretty girl too) I did however find out his name was George and he worked at Newcastle Uni so we chatted for a few and then he left with the only request being that next time he saw me out would it be ok if he came over and said hi? So top marks to George for being a total sweety and a gentleman :)
A little later we left, taxi back to my flat, removal of face paint and then bed. T is awesome and stayed the night to ensure I didn't suddenly have a breakdown...hasn't happened yet so I think I'm ok :)
Anyway, The Yard - awesome gay bar in Newcastle, I like it a lot. Next time I may explore the club upstairs
George - sweet guy...shame he seems quite a bit older than me, shorter than me (a lot) and smokes :(
Me - still not computed the beautiful bit but a lot happier about going out now.
