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As we sat in the QFC parking lot, sipping on our Jack in the Box milkshakes, we contemplated why we didn't have anything sexy and awesome to do on a Friday night. I mean, that's almost a law, right? Friday nights were MADE for sexy-ing and awesome-ing all night!
And to that, I say: Le sigh.
So we ended up being deflowered of our clubbing virginity. Yes, LiveJournal friends, I went to my first club. And I also figured out, for the first time naturally, that I'm really not a clubbing person. Well, we were accompanying a gay friend to a gay club, so... we had a lot of fun being straight. That really means that we just sat in a corner, cursed our heads for throbbing, tried blocking out the piercing ringing noise in our ears, and watched everyone else dance. Mmhmm. However, all was not lost-- gay boys ARE visually appealing! What a silly stereotype. (:
Oh! Before we went to Neighbour's, we saw two scandalous "dancer" boys performing in front of Washington Mutual by Dick's in Seattle. (Pun intended? Perhaps!) Their horrible renditions of Broadway selections and new age ballet(?) were superb. Well, allow me to rephrase that-- one of their poses resembled a male dog peeing on a lesser dog. It was super. I bet they were cold. AND I wish I had killer legs like those! Haha.
Oh, we continued our rather unfortunate tradition of completely inappropriate footwear to social outings. Flip flops are really not made for anywhere but the beach.
Scott left for his cruise today. He's looking for an island for us to purchase and establish our foolproof Irish yarn-eyed babies making factory. Ha-ha.
And for the fans: we, members of Caustic Cunt, have officially started arranging the instrumentals for our first debut single, "The Gnome Song."
I hope everyone is having a dandy spring break.
And to that, I say: Le sigh.
So we ended up being deflowered of our clubbing virginity. Yes, LiveJournal friends, I went to my first club. And I also figured out, for the first time naturally, that I'm really not a clubbing person. Well, we were accompanying a gay friend to a gay club, so... we had a lot of fun being straight. That really means that we just sat in a corner, cursed our heads for throbbing, tried blocking out the piercing ringing noise in our ears, and watched everyone else dance. Mmhmm. However, all was not lost-- gay boys ARE visually appealing! What a silly stereotype. (:
Oh! Before we went to Neighbour's, we saw two scandalous "dancer" boys performing in front of Washington Mutual by Dick's in Seattle. (Pun intended? Perhaps!) Their horrible renditions of Broadway selections and new age ballet(?) were superb. Well, allow me to rephrase that-- one of their poses resembled a male dog peeing on a lesser dog. It was super. I bet they were cold. AND I wish I had killer legs like those! Haha.
Oh, we continued our rather unfortunate tradition of completely inappropriate footwear to social outings. Flip flops are really not made for anywhere but the beach.
Scott left for his cruise today. He's looking for an island for us to purchase and establish our foolproof Irish yarn-eyed babies making factory. Ha-ha.
And for the fans: we, members of Caustic Cunt, have officially started arranging the instrumentals for our first debut single, "The Gnome Song."
I hope everyone is having a dandy spring break.