That’s what I am… the Fuck Yeah Girl. I’m not exactly sure who came up with the phrase, someone at work I think. Everyone has at least one of these friends that you can rely on to be up for whatever. So, it’s things like…
“Heh, anyone up for grabbing dinner?”
“Fuck yeah”
“Anyone want to head to Vegas for the weekend?”
“Fuck yeah”
“Strip club anybody?”
“Fuck yeah”
I wasn’t always that girl. I’ve usually had a friend that was this person and I would drag them to whatever obnoxious event I really wanted to go to… for me that usually means dancing. Now that I’m finally single again, and in a new place I’m pretty much up for anything. My theory is that I should live life to the fullest and in the moment. People are often asking me, don’t I need to sleep more (and maybe save a little more money). I figure as long as the bills get paid and I put a bit away I can sleep and get serious about saving later. It’s time for me to have fun.
So what has this meant for me so far? Well, I’ve gone to a ton of bars and pubs in the area… which also means I’m becoming a bit of a beer connoisseur. I’ve been to two strip clubs in the ATL… the Cheetah and the Cleremont Lounge (where strippers go to die)… this of course was not my choice but what the guys at the office were up for. There’s been bowling, darts and pool… and hopefully soon a bit of camping, tubing and mudbogging. I’ve eaten at an inordinate number of restaurants in the area. I’ve been to a bunch of parties… mostly being held by or for people I don’t even know… that also makes me the Who the Fuck Is That Girl. Actually, now that I write this maybe I’m turning into more of the Fuck Yeah Guy!