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Super happy girl at a bar last night to me: "Aurora?!?"
Me, wishing i was Aurora for her sake: "...no..."
Her, deflated: "Oh...sorry, thought you were sombody else."
...obviously...
fun time celebrating Bill's (thats janine's fiance) birthday last night. i was alone at the beginning cause i didn't know janie awas upstairs and she didn't know i was downstairs, but it was all good in the end.
for reason my outfit last night, which really is a standard outfit that i wear pretty much, all the time, i beginnning to wonder why i own as many cloths as i do....
but anyway, my outfit rendered me invisible, OR people were much ruder then average yesterday.
3 times...3 SEPERATE times while i was standing and enjoying the bands, drinking my drink, groups of people would gather in front of me (and it wasn't crowded) and proceed to grandual ease me back into a wall, and once a table. not one person looked AT me. no one turned around to see who they kept hitting with their purse (i could have picked soooooo many pockets/purses by the way, and i DIDN'T) and would then carry on LOUD conversations with their friends which i, in no way, wanted to hear.
finally when i had been bumbed into a table about 5 times by the same girl who never once looked behind her, i said very loudly...."Excuse me!" and when she and her friend looked over in astonishment at me, who to their minds had probably come over just to ruin their night, i made 'shooing' motions with my hands, pantomining "i need some space here."
they backed away galncing over thier shoulders at my affront....affronty?....affrontness?....hmmmm....whatever, by that time i figurd out janine was upstairs, so i left the basement and joined the real party.
yeah, good times. the band i had actually come to see, Farkus, was quite fun.
peace, time for the grind.
Me, wishing i was Aurora for her sake: "...no..."
Her, deflated: "Oh...sorry, thought you were sombody else."
...obviously...
fun time celebrating Bill's (thats janine's fiance) birthday last night. i was alone at the beginning cause i didn't know janie awas upstairs and she didn't know i was downstairs, but it was all good in the end.
for reason my outfit last night, which really is a standard outfit that i wear pretty much, all the time, i beginnning to wonder why i own as many cloths as i do....
but anyway, my outfit rendered me invisible, OR people were much ruder then average yesterday.
3 times...3 SEPERATE times while i was standing and enjoying the bands, drinking my drink, groups of people would gather in front of me (and it wasn't crowded) and proceed to grandual ease me back into a wall, and once a table. not one person looked AT me. no one turned around to see who they kept hitting with their purse (i could have picked soooooo many pockets/purses by the way, and i DIDN'T) and would then carry on LOUD conversations with their friends which i, in no way, wanted to hear.
finally when i had been bumbed into a table about 5 times by the same girl who never once looked behind her, i said very loudly...."Excuse me!" and when she and her friend looked over in astonishment at me, who to their minds had probably come over just to ruin their night, i made 'shooing' motions with my hands, pantomining "i need some space here."
they backed away galncing over thier shoulders at my affront....affronty?....affrontness?....hmmmm....whatever, by that time i figurd out janine was upstairs, so i left the basement and joined the real party.
yeah, good times. the band i had actually come to see, Farkus, was quite fun.
peace, time for the grind.