I had the worst time trying to figure out what to wear last night. Nothing was speaking to me. So I packed up a few things and headed to Rose’s so that she could pick something for me.
She did pick something other than what I showed up in, and it looked great. The two of us together looked like something from The Avengers.
We headed out to Chain Drive so that Rose could see what it was like. It was kind of empty when we got there, so you couldn’t really get the usual vibe. That place is so weird to me. It always seems like the music doesn’t fit the clientele. Not too mention, why play dance music if you don’t have a dance floor? That’s just torture.
We ditched there after a bit, then headed over to home base, Charlie’s. It was kind of empty there as well, but I knew it would get busy. Sammy, Iris, and I got busy dancing almost immediately.
Some trashy straight chick wearing Rocky Mountain jeans was trying to start something with Iris on the dance floor. Of all the women I know, Iris is one that I would never mess with… Gina would be the other. I think Gina could take Iris too.
“N” ended up showing up, which was a surprise to me. He had told me earlier that he didn’t feel like going out again. So we ended up dancing most of the night together, along with cameos on the dance floor from Rose, Jana, Sammy, and Iris.
I also saw Jimi out, and he was being all “friendly” with some boy. I wonder if he has a new man? I also saw Leander, Gerard, and Jose out.
We hung around Charlie’s until just about last call time, then headed over to the Long Branch Inn for one last drink. “N” came alone as well.
We made it in just enough time for hang out for about 30 minutes and get one last drink. We took a bunch of pics (look at my earlier post) and then departed for home.
Today I woke up feeling like crap again. I think maybe all these plants in my room are working my allergies, because I felt fine last night when I was out. This morning I woke up like death. Kind of funny that I’ve decided to hang out and home because I feel bad, when it might be home that’s making me feel like this. Oh well….
