Night Out

After going to the gym yesterday, having a good cardio / core session, but not getting any in the steam room / sauna / showers, I emerged to find that the sun had finally come out to play. I felt then that I had to go out for some drinks. I thought it was probably pointless to ask if anyone else was going out at such late notice.
I started, as usual, in Comptons. Unfortunately the only decent looking guys in there were behind the bar. I then went on to Rupert Street where the talent, as always, was much better. There was, however, no one in either bar that I knew to talk to. I then went on to Barcode. The talent there wasn't up to much either, but I got talking to a guy I've met a couple of times before.
The first time was at G.A.Y. Late, when I went back to his place and he was so drunk that he couldn't get hard. I thought I also met him at Chariots, though he denies he has ever been there (I'm not convinced). This time he talked a lot. A LOT! Even when we were going at it, he stopped to chat and show me some photos! WTF!
I gave up, told him I was tired and came home. I think I'll keep in touch, as he is a nice guy, but as for another try at sex? I don't think so.

Today I have decided that I will be having birthday drinks next Saturday (my birthday being the following Monday). I've decided to start at Rupert Street. I was going to make it Comptons, but I prefer Rupert Street and it's my birthday so tough titties! If I am sober enough I intend to go on to the 2 Brewers afterwards.
I've sent out messages to all my London gay friends on Facebook, email and text (it turns out that I don't know that many people). I've told people not to worry about cards, but to bring me a gorgeous friend instead.
That was about 2 hours ago and so far I've had one reply, from Richard, to say that he won't be able to make it to Rupert Street, but will try to get to the 2 Brewers. Great start eh? Happy Birthday to me! Oh, tell a lie, the guy from last night said that he may be there next week.