So after the whole Jenny Craig fiasco with A we decided to go to Rudolphs in Uptown for a few. We ended having one but we had some seriously delicious pita bread and hummus.
It's possible that if A would come out with us instead of going to the pizza joint - he would have been more satisfied but whatever.
So then we are all like - let's go dancing and we tried to park but got all like locked in so two of us started walking and the other two went back to the car and then they picked us up and we parked AGAIN.
So we get in the GAY 90's and run through the club to find what bar we want to be in. (they have like a million to choice from in the maze of a place)
Us girls start dancing on the rap dance floor and Queenie goes his way.
A hand on my hip.
A hand on my thigh.
What the hell - is this dude up on me? I'm all panicked. I'm mean, it's been YEARS since I was at a club dancing. Am I supposed to be offended?
Hand on my hip - brush it off.
Hand on my other hip - brush that off.
Dancing...
Hand on my shoulder - hand on my hip - BUMPIN' my BEHIND! HOLY HELL!! Gotta go....
Standing on the wall. Fanning myself. Sweating. It's hot.
Another guy pulls me in his arms and wants to take me to the TECHNO bar. WOOOOooooohhhhh.. Hold up! I'm with my friends. I'm not leaving my friends...
He walks away.
Drinking my water. Fanning myself. Pulled through the crowd - friends are done dancing - it's late. Gotta find Queenie....
Waiting at the door. TECHNO man sees me and tries dancing at the door - looking for a kiss.
I'm so not into this....
Where is Queenie? Are we leaving?
In the parking lot - Queenie not there.
texting.
Calling.
FOUND HIM - Off and running. Finally home.
Those extra bracelets are ugly. I can't get them off ....
I'm
so
old.
2 comments:
the only question will be HOW hung over you'll be. LOL!
I'm just tired. I was actually nearly sober when I got home last night. Drinking water mostly but I was having so much fun.....
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