Last night was really fun. We went to the Velvet and hung out. Josh played a game of pool and won. Then we danced like none other. I was a little afraid to because, while i've been there before i've never danced there. After looking past all the flashy lights that make the crowd look SO interesting, i noticed most people looked tottaly lost. I'm serious, they wern't in general, doing a good job.
After a song or two we tottaly had the hang of it and i am serious the crowd was not good, we were probably in the top 25 % of good dancers there. This one asian guy sure as hell knew what he was doing. And uh well that's enough.
I danced as a part of my commitment to over come my social anxiety. It's been made clear to me that while Karin did falsly model herself after me in 10th grade, that i was also false myself. I was never really that confident, i guess it was like acting for me. But i've always had a little social anxiety, and i think i allowed that side of me (the outgoing side) to take over back then so i didn't have to deal with it. Now i'm working towards a more healthy, natural comfort with people. Doing pretty well i have to say.
So then there was the stage show. AKA 4 chicks with no tops doing each other in nuttin but fishnets. Most of them didn't have nice faces though. One was really foxy, looked like Gina Gershon, aka the love of my life.
At the club we ran into Rachael and her friends. That was funny because i never thought Rachael would be into a show like that. Then when we left at like 1:30, we were walking back to the car, and Andre and Julian drove by. It was so weird. They had just gotten out of a show that didn't go so well. But Andre had to go home.
Then i called Karin back about the missing camera. No luck. It's gone forever. Probably stolen that night our car got robbed.
The end.
After a song or two we tottaly had the hang of it and i am serious the crowd was not good, we were probably in the top 25 % of good dancers there. This one asian guy sure as hell knew what he was doing. And uh well that's enough.
I danced as a part of my commitment to over come my social anxiety. It's been made clear to me that while Karin did falsly model herself after me in 10th grade, that i was also false myself. I was never really that confident, i guess it was like acting for me. But i've always had a little social anxiety, and i think i allowed that side of me (the outgoing side) to take over back then so i didn't have to deal with it. Now i'm working towards a more healthy, natural comfort with people. Doing pretty well i have to say.
So then there was the stage show. AKA 4 chicks with no tops doing each other in nuttin but fishnets. Most of them didn't have nice faces though. One was really foxy, looked like Gina Gershon, aka the love of my life.
At the club we ran into Rachael and her friends. That was funny because i never thought Rachael would be into a show like that. Then when we left at like 1:30, we were walking back to the car, and Andre and Julian drove by. It was so weird. They had just gotten out of a show that didn't go so well. But Andre had to go home.
Then i called Karin back about the missing camera. No luck. It's gone forever. Probably stolen that night our car got robbed.
The end.
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parisbird:
yeah, I adore John Fowles. But you like The Collector more than The Magus? idonno. I enjoyed Collector but Magus made me change the way I look at things. For at least a week.
parisbird:
I've read The Magus and The French Lieutenant's Woman, but none of the others. I read The Magus first & that remains my favorite. I'd say go for it, I don't think you'll be disappointed 