September 5, 2004: Frat Boys, Gay Boys, Pool Boys, and Karaoke - Part 1.

Saturday afternoon I was walking to the University Library to check my email and do some research on a project when I run into an old friend of mine. A handsome stud named Darren, a frat guy may I add, seemed to be calling my name across the campus. I have not seen this guy in five years and he asked me out for coffee. Knowing me, I took the offer of a free cup of Joe.

After a having few laughs and catching up he offered me to join him and his Frat Brothers to the U of A / NAU tailgate party at the U of A mall. I told him I will think about it after remembering what it was like partying at the Frat house. After a long research on the internet I thought about his offer (boredom and hunger). I called him up and he told me were his tent was.

I expected it like how I imagined it would be; hanging with twelve year olds, stuffing my face with burgers and hot dogs, and getting drenched with beer by a very immature drunken idiot. I was irate and Darren felt bad that he took me to the gift shop and bought me a Wildcat T-shirt. I felt better. Everyone was heading out to the game and asked me to join but I kindly declined but I told them I would die of boredom at a sports event.

So I went where any Hag would go; to the gay bar. The Miss Aija Simone show was about to begin. It was a night of Drag Queens gone wild. All my boys were there to hang out with me and I do believe there was dancing. Yes people I dance too. It was a night of craziness. I even got violated by a big lesbian. There was some major breast grabbing. Just when it reached it point my cell phone rings. Darren apparently wanted me to party at his Frat house to celebrate the U of A game victory. The rest was a blur.