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Friday night Aly and Alexandra picked me up and we made our way to Naperville. We stopped at Olive Garden and had a nice little meal that sent us into "blob" mode but didn't kill our dance fever. Alex M. was our transvestite waitress and she was absolutely wonderful and CREEPY. She had a deep voice, a deeper laugh and mentioned something about her trunk.
We drove around for a good while and stopped at a couple of places to ask for directions and to buy some gum. We pulled up to Zero Gravity... pondered for 10 minutes about whether or not we should go in... eventually we just decided to leave. The place was a total dump and there were little girls running around in tube tops in the parking lot.
So, we kept on trucking and made it to Angelika's around 11. We freshened up, chilled and talked to her for a while. Then we jumped into a cab with a suuuper friendly young Russian cabbie. So we drove across town, chatting it up with this fellow and he dropped us off at what we thought was "El Cielo." Nope... It was no where to be found. So we pranced around the area for a bit... asked a mexican boy where it was... he spoke little english and thought we were crazy when Alexendra asked him where "The Sky" was. Evnetually we took another cab to another place but it turned out to be 21 and up. BUST.
We ended up walking into "Pueblito Viejo" and ate some empanada's... I had an apple soda. We watched young latino couples dance the night away and became envious that we missed our chance. We would have danced there but everyone was dancing in couples. Bummer.
So we left. Changed at Kika's. Walked all over. Observed drunk people. Got hit on by drunk people. Most of them said "Hey ladies!" or just "Heyyyyy" with glassy eyes but one said "Heyyyy Curlyyyy" to Aly and another man... a FRENCH man said "Mademoiselle, Bosua" (Goodevening Ma'am/Girl/Whatevs). I have no fucking clue how to spell it but it was probably the cutest thing everrrr. He was smoking a ciggy too.
We had our fun. Window shopped, made some noise, danced in weird fashions, took some pictures, got made fun of, got hit on by drunkos some more, sang "HEY! HEY! THE GANGS ALL HERE!" and got shushed by a guy ACROSS THE STREET! hahaha. Woo. Anyway, we woke up and had coffe and stuff with Kika the next morn. Fun times.
Last night I hung out with Nathan and we saw "When A Stranger Calls." Really scary because of those "pop out" scenes, however, really far below my expectations.
Today we had play practice... and then a meeting for english at Emma's. Good times, good discussions but MAN are we motherfuckers. Hahahaha. Went out to eat with Em later and then hung out with Anne and Tony. Danced, ate, listened to Dane Cook. Me and Anne gave Tone and Em some nicknames. Aryan 1 and Aryan 2.
Good weekend overall. It was the best of times... it was the worst of times. Get it? Got it? Good.
Fucking right.
We drove around for a good while and stopped at a couple of places to ask for directions and to buy some gum. We pulled up to Zero Gravity... pondered for 10 minutes about whether or not we should go in... eventually we just decided to leave. The place was a total dump and there were little girls running around in tube tops in the parking lot.
So, we kept on trucking and made it to Angelika's around 11. We freshened up, chilled and talked to her for a while. Then we jumped into a cab with a suuuper friendly young Russian cabbie. So we drove across town, chatting it up with this fellow and he dropped us off at what we thought was "El Cielo." Nope... It was no where to be found. So we pranced around the area for a bit... asked a mexican boy where it was... he spoke little english and thought we were crazy when Alexendra asked him where "The Sky" was. Evnetually we took another cab to another place but it turned out to be 21 and up. BUST.
We ended up walking into "Pueblito Viejo" and ate some empanada's... I had an apple soda. We watched young latino couples dance the night away and became envious that we missed our chance. We would have danced there but everyone was dancing in couples. Bummer.
So we left. Changed at Kika's. Walked all over. Observed drunk people. Got hit on by drunk people. Most of them said "Hey ladies!" or just "Heyyyyy" with glassy eyes but one said "Heyyyy Curlyyyy" to Aly and another man... a FRENCH man said "Mademoiselle, Bosua" (Goodevening Ma'am/Girl/Whatevs). I have no fucking clue how to spell it but it was probably the cutest thing everrrr. He was smoking a ciggy too.
We had our fun. Window shopped, made some noise, danced in weird fashions, took some pictures, got made fun of, got hit on by drunkos some more, sang "HEY! HEY! THE GANGS ALL HERE!" and got shushed by a guy ACROSS THE STREET! hahaha. Woo. Anyway, we woke up and had coffe and stuff with Kika the next morn. Fun times.
Last night I hung out with Nathan and we saw "When A Stranger Calls." Really scary because of those "pop out" scenes, however, really far below my expectations.
Today we had play practice... and then a meeting for english at Emma's. Good times, good discussions but MAN are we motherfuckers. Hahahaha. Went out to eat with Em later and then hung out with Anne and Tony. Danced, ate, listened to Dane Cook. Me and Anne gave Tone and Em some nicknames. Aryan 1 and Aryan 2.
Good weekend overall. It was the best of times... it was the worst of times. Get it? Got it? Good.
Fucking right.