I Just Wanna Dance!
So yesterday I planned to go thrift store shopping, but as I walked up tot the building I noticed a sign that said "closed Oct 21". Damn! I pressed on the door even though it was obviously empty. Man. :\ I didn't like that.
I had to go to a dinner later on that night and I had planned on at least looking the gift there. Actually that whole trip was for my benefit, but if I just happen to find something for Man of the Hour-it was my friend's birthday-then Damn it, I did good!
Not such luck. My favorite thrift store is closed ... forever. :-( So I walked around aimlessly for a while trying to halfheartedly think of gift ideas. I'm still in semi-shock. I was thinking of picking up some candles and maybe some packing paper do I can finally send out the mail I'm supposed to. :-\ but that was me shopping for things I hadn't planed for and I didn't want to do that. Plus the line was long.
I was going to go back home and watch Passions (I know, right :-\) but I the library caught my attention. I figured I could find something to read, something to keep me busy on the long bus rides to and from work. I say in there for about 20 minutes looking for the African American section, just so I could find Alice Walker. lol I forgot her name. :\ I looked for Neil Gaiman, but couldn't find him. I also walked out with Mil Millington. I think that name is so funny!
So Mil's book is titled "Things My Girlfriends and I Have Argued About." I loved his previous book who's name also escapes me at the moment. And I wasn't so lazy that I didn't google it. I just gave up after two links failed me. :-P. So I got that and Alice Walker's "Possessing the Secret of Joy." It looks like a swell read. I'm starting on Mil first because last time I borrowed it I started it then ... returned it.
So I got home, cause the tail end of Passions and (not missing much) when on to watch the gag reels of the Angel DVDs I bought. Not as good as the Firefly version but ... I guess the people in Firefly are a bit more talented ... Okay I have a preference. I like the Firefly cast more. I was wondering why they get to curse on their DVD and everyone else gets bleeped? -shurgs-
After a couple hours of Angel I'd almost persuaded myself not to go to the dinner. It was getting dark and I was comfortable damnit! I don't like leaving the house after the sun sets. Unless I'm already out there's noting appealing out there. :\ But if I don't go I'll have guilt. So I drag my ass in to the shower and you know ... get ready.
I make my way down to the "Marconi Grill" (I know right!) and Leanne is already there so I at least don't have to wait alone. Long story less long, Shaun AKA the Man of the Hour is surprised. YAY! I slide him over my extra copy of Firefly (you Browncoats know what I'm talking about. You can't have just one copy of Firefly!) DVDs and he says "Finally!" We all eat and talk trash. Oh I forgot to mention that there are also like 8 people in our group. :-\ But whatever, not that important. We have one shot and then call it night. Some people were acting like that one shot was a whole freaking drink but again "whatever".
Some of us ... "the over 21 crowd" aren't finished and decide we must to something else now. We did a lot of running around! A LOT! We got lost to the club, which was hilarious! and then when we got to the club -The Woodbind- the boys couldn't get in because they were wearing boots, Timberlin's actually. So then we had to find another club! -Sorry this time it's about 4 of us.-
We go to a place called Top Dog. IT SUCKED! The music was bad so we just stood around trying to catch up to the people who've already caught their buzz. al the last minute the music started to get better. But you know ... not really. Then Dre (one of our male companions says he can't control himself and starts grinding on me. -sigh- I scoot away but all night it's like this. I JUST WANNA DANCE BY MYSELF! Nobody ever gets that. there are no good looking guys around and even if there were I still don't like to be touched! SO PLEASE! HANDS OFF!
Of course I don;t say that. I just keep moving away or moving to places where I don't feel like I'm being ridden. Then the song changes and Dre goes to find what he calls a "Snow Bunny". -Makes a face- More luck to ya buddy. The rest of the night I try to stay close to Dani and Pierre (who are dancing like it's a new form of procreation) and try to ward off other anonymous grinders. So such luck.
So guess what? Next Friday I'll be doing it all again! Or I'll be here sitting in front of my computer reading and talking to my f-list buddies. It's a toss up. Of course if we can get into the Woodbind it probably won't be as bad. See cause there's a stage at The Woodbind and boy aren't so brave when comes to getting up on that thing. :-D It's the girls"Safety Zone".
I had to go to a dinner later on that night and I had planned on at least looking the gift there. Actually that whole trip was for my benefit, but if I just happen to find something for Man of the Hour-it was my friend's birthday-then Damn it, I did good!
Not such luck. My favorite thrift store is closed ... forever. :-( So I walked around aimlessly for a while trying to halfheartedly think of gift ideas. I'm still in semi-shock. I was thinking of picking up some candles and maybe some packing paper do I can finally send out the mail I'm supposed to. :-\ but that was me shopping for things I hadn't planed for and I didn't want to do that. Plus the line was long.
I was going to go back home and watch Passions (I know, right :-\) but I the library caught my attention. I figured I could find something to read, something to keep me busy on the long bus rides to and from work. I say in there for about 20 minutes looking for the African American section, just so I could find Alice Walker. lol I forgot her name. :\ I looked for Neil Gaiman, but couldn't find him. I also walked out with Mil Millington. I think that name is so funny!
So Mil's book is titled "Things My Girlfriends and I Have Argued About." I loved his previous book who's name also escapes me at the moment. And I wasn't so lazy that I didn't google it. I just gave up after two links failed me. :-P. So I got that and Alice Walker's "Possessing the Secret of Joy." It looks like a swell read. I'm starting on Mil first because last time I borrowed it I started it then ... returned it.
So I got home, cause the tail end of Passions and (not missing much) when on to watch the gag reels of the Angel DVDs I bought. Not as good as the Firefly version but ... I guess the people in Firefly are a bit more talented ... Okay I have a preference. I like the Firefly cast more. I was wondering why they get to curse on their DVD and everyone else gets bleeped? -shurgs-
After a couple hours of Angel I'd almost persuaded myself not to go to the dinner. It was getting dark and I was comfortable damnit! I don't like leaving the house after the sun sets. Unless I'm already out there's noting appealing out there. :\ But if I don't go I'll have guilt. So I drag my ass in to the shower and you know ... get ready.
I make my way down to the "Marconi Grill" (I know right!) and Leanne is already there so I at least don't have to wait alone. Long story less long, Shaun AKA the Man of the Hour is surprised. YAY! I slide him over my extra copy of Firefly (you Browncoats know what I'm talking about. You can't have just one copy of Firefly!) DVDs and he says "Finally!" We all eat and talk trash. Oh I forgot to mention that there are also like 8 people in our group. :-\ But whatever, not that important. We have one shot and then call it night. Some people were acting like that one shot was a whole freaking drink but again "whatever".
Some of us ... "the over 21 crowd" aren't finished and decide we must to something else now. We did a lot of running around! A LOT! We got lost to the club, which was hilarious! and then when we got to the club -The Woodbind- the boys couldn't get in because they were wearing boots, Timberlin's actually. So then we had to find another club! -Sorry this time it's about 4 of us.-
We go to a place called Top Dog. IT SUCKED! The music was bad so we just stood around trying to catch up to the people who've already caught their buzz. al the last minute the music started to get better. But you know ... not really. Then Dre (one of our male companions says he can't control himself and starts grinding on me. -sigh- I scoot away but all night it's like this. I JUST WANNA DANCE BY MYSELF! Nobody ever gets that. there are no good looking guys around and even if there were I still don't like to be touched! SO PLEASE! HANDS OFF!
Of course I don;t say that. I just keep moving away or moving to places where I don't feel like I'm being ridden. Then the song changes and Dre goes to find what he calls a "Snow Bunny". -Makes a face- More luck to ya buddy. The rest of the night I try to stay close to Dani and Pierre (who are dancing like it's a new form of procreation) and try to ward off other anonymous grinders. So such luck.
So guess what? Next Friday I'll be doing it all again! Or I'll be here sitting in front of my computer reading and talking to my f-list buddies. It's a toss up. Of course if we can get into the Woodbind it probably won't be as bad. See cause there's a stage at The Woodbind and boy aren't so brave when comes to getting up on that thing. :-D It's the girls"Safety Zone".