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Apr 02, 2006 00:56

I haven't updated in a while because half the time I'm on my computer I'm writing a paper or taking a psych quiz. But,after this long hiatus from unimportant and frivolous posts on my Livejournal that nobody reads it's time I do a bit of aimless typing. Oh, I also realize that both of my first two sentences were run-ons, but oh well.
Last night I went out and it was fucking crazy. I got off hell at about nine, went home, blah blah blah. Went back to hell to see how Pete was faring all alone in the shittery since he had to close. He was completely behind. It took an hour before we actually arrived at the huka bar. Forgetting it was Friday, I didn't figure into my plans that it was party night at Kan Zaman. We decided to fuck it and just stay, even though the speaker was next to our table and pounding several hudnred watts of Arabian pop music into our eardrums. We went outside and had a few brews, livened things up a bit. Went back in and the fun began. Middle eastern people are dancing and shit, hukahs covered the table, thick white smoke was everywhere. Everyone began enjoying themselves, however it got better. A little backtracking: Really hot Lebanese chick kept walking in and out eye fucking me, why I have no idea, but she was, I have witnesses. So the hot chick ended up belly dancing. She was all like the chicks in Aladin and had the little finger cymbals like Abu. She put Shakira to fucking shame. I still cannot fathom how anyone can possibly move their torso like that. Yet right in front of my eyes she defied reality with her hips and stomach. She made her rounds about the bar and everyone is digging it. Gus started dancing with her, all was joyous. Then everyone got up and started dancing. Considering I can't dance at all, I had even less of an idea how to dance like all these crazy Arabs. I remained seated and just enjoyed my Cherry hukah and tea. All of a sudden, the chick who was eyefucking me and did the belly dancing is coming towards me just staring me right in the eyes. I'm like holy fuck what is going on, she grabs my hand and pretty much drags me to the heap of dancing Arabs. I just sort of move my hips about, but I'm mesmerized by this chick. She's fucking amazing at this whole dancing shit. I can't even begin to imagine what it would be like to fuck this chick. Well she's all over me and whatnot, so I"m thinking, this may be far fetched, but I might be able to bag this chick. Then some Arab guy grabs her hand and drags her over and talks to her in their language and she just looked at me like "Sorry dude.". I decided since I had no emotional attachment with this chick and more importantly no common racial hertiage with the majority culture in the bar I didn't pursue it any farther. But, that chick was fucking hot. Nothing else really happened the rest of the night. I had a lot of fun and I now want to bang a chick who can belly dance.
-sam
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