Jun 12, 2007 08:58
I can’t fucking sleep.
So, here’s a little synopsis of last night.
It started after I dragged Chloe out to the infamous Ebisu, ostensibly so I could stuff my face full of everything on the menu, and drink, tbh. I ordered the usual, the Ebisu Kaeseki dinner for two (or one, since Chloe pigged out on McDonald’s) and I really couldn’t finish it all, oh…and HOT SAKE!
Then we drunkenly stumbled out, on our way to Respectables to meet Dmitri and Maureen at the “Sexy Kitties” rehearsal.
When we got there, I must say that I wasn’t impressed or surprised, the entire act was pretty much a bunch of seriously out of shape, Bettie Page look-a-likes, dikes or older women who should consider keeping their day job. Imo, Maureen blew everyone out of the water. Her act stuck to the “burlesque” theme more so than any other, and she had the best body there. She’s also just hot, doing whatever, anyways.
I only caught the tail end of the rehearsal, but judging from the group of characters I don’t think I missed much.
Oh, another thing about Maureen’s act: there were actually parts where she was sexual and/or naked.
The rest of the girls just pranced around on stage like it was fucking star search or something, and I’m really tired of watching girls dance on other girls, it doesn’t excite me. I can pretty much walk into any club in America and see two girls drunkenly falling all over each other, how is that at all original and/or exciting?
So, after we were all sexy kittied out we ended up at this sushi lounge across the street that didn’t card Chloe or I, which inevitably led to more drinking.
Funny story: I ran into the head of security that “kicked” me out of Respectables a few weeks ago, We talked, he thinks I’m a good girl and invited me back to Respectables anytime I’d like. So, that’s going down in the old agenda depending on whether Chloe is still in town or not.
So Trish, if you ever read this, you can shove that up your herpes infested cunt.
Hrm…
Oh yeah.
I ran into a marginally attractive fellow who was carrying an albino rat on his shoulder.
Now, you can imagine me, drunk, seeing a rat. I pretty much started making incoherent baby noises and started informing this poor guy of my entire life story of how I was originally supposed to acquire a Blue Husky Rat but ended up with Mongolian Gerbils since I couldn’t locate a breeder. After he made a stupid comment about he doesn’t like Gerbils because the general population of them bites or some crap like that I realized that this guy wasn’t so much a rodent enthusiast like myself, he was just some sleazy alcoholic who bought a rat so he could start a conversations with dumb girls like me.
Whatever, he was cute.
The rat, you guys.
It winded down at around three a.m. and we left because we were pretty beat. Chloe and I invited David over because I haven’t seen him in two days, and that was it.
Oh, I got another job at Bonzo’s.
drunk,
chloe,
rodents,
david,
sk,
clubs