I am currently--- at work, waiting for my shift to end before I pass out from hunger. It is really cold, and I feel dirrrrty from wearing the majority of the same outfit from last night’s clubbing fiasco. I got locked out of my temporary home, and ending up spending the night with Henry, only to wake up the next day to find myself locked out yet again! It wasn’t really the locked out part that bugged me, it was the sweating my balls off part that made the day stressful. Oh Summer, you strange and unpredictable mistress! Actually, I really enjoy the sun. I love lying down and basking in the sun from my window... I guess similar to an iguana, without the scaly skin.
Well, anyway, last night we went out clubbing. It had been a while since I had gone out dancing, and I guess in general, a long time since I’ve wanted to go dancing period. Yup, break-ups and haunting memories will do that to ya, I guess. Clubbing is always a fun experience for me as long as I go with good friends. Some people are sometimes so caught up with finding a guy/girl to go home with that they end up ditching you or leaving you to fend for yourself in the sea of horny men with boners popping out in every kind of direction imaginable. Those are not good people to go out with. So since there were no people of that sort, It was a pretty good time in my book. Lots of colorful tiny bubbles floating from the ceiling, and strippers on each side of the club locked in a birdcage. The music wasn’t really my style, but it was fun either way, and to top it off, 3am enchiladas! Lordy Lordy, thank goodness for Magnolia’s Café! Fantasia's (from American Idol) hair made a cameo at the restaurant that night followed by inappropriate touching from friends.
Good weekend, I suppose.
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