Definately an interesting weekend for me.
It all started out innocently enough... I slept most of Friday because I felt all googly. But Rac came over so I could do her makeup for a post-Halloween party, and I decided to go... I pulled a see-through Victoria's Secret thingie over a black bra and leathery pants... voila, instant Goth Whore.
The next morning, I got a call from Mike. "How much did you drink?" "I wasn't drunk." "Right. You called at 2 am and left a message that we'd be 'going to march' tomorrow." "I think I meant lunch. M and L are right next to each other in the alphabet."
So, on Saturday, after chinese food and bad movies, we went to Orpheus last night. Funny thing being that my incredibly suburban boyfriend tagged along in a tie. Here I am in a corset, fishnets, and a leather skirt, and he looks like Mr. GQ. At least he let me put a little eyeliner on him.
Orpheus was fun, although it started slow... the guest DJ sucked... Rac and I hit the dancefloor with Beth and Marie and a couple of other people... Mike mostly nursed a coke at our table or watched us doing the girl-on-girl grind thing from the balcony. The bondage room was also open, so I had the particular interest of watching my next door neighbor get whipped, topless. Someone please burn that image from my brain. And scary braids-guy stalked us again, and I made a few new friends and almost killed a guy who had the audacity to slap my ass after I told him I don't follow when signalled with a creepy "come here." But on the plus side, I did gat Mike to dance once... I pulled him onto the floor when they played The Cure's "Love Song."
Post-club Denny's breakfast at 3 am with the worst service ever. Anna, I once again bumped into Brendan. Odd.
Coming home, of course I ran into Creepy Mike in the hall in full barely-nothing gear.
Mere: You look great! Can I borrow that corset? Mike, do you know Christina?
Mike: *stare* *cough* *stare*
Me: He burned me at stake once.
Mere: Oh.
Today was strangely idyllic... dinner with Mike's parents for his mom's birthday. And now... I'm on duty. I should get downstairs. ;)
It all started out innocently enough... I slept most of Friday because I felt all googly. But Rac came over so I could do her makeup for a post-Halloween party, and I decided to go... I pulled a see-through Victoria's Secret thingie over a black bra and leathery pants... voila, instant Goth Whore.
The next morning, I got a call from Mike. "How much did you drink?" "I wasn't drunk." "Right. You called at 2 am and left a message that we'd be 'going to march' tomorrow." "I think I meant lunch. M and L are right next to each other in the alphabet."
So, on Saturday, after chinese food and bad movies, we went to Orpheus last night. Funny thing being that my incredibly suburban boyfriend tagged along in a tie. Here I am in a corset, fishnets, and a leather skirt, and he looks like Mr. GQ. At least he let me put a little eyeliner on him.
Orpheus was fun, although it started slow... the guest DJ sucked... Rac and I hit the dancefloor with Beth and Marie and a couple of other people... Mike mostly nursed a coke at our table or watched us doing the girl-on-girl grind thing from the balcony. The bondage room was also open, so I had the particular interest of watching my next door neighbor get whipped, topless. Someone please burn that image from my brain. And scary braids-guy stalked us again, and I made a few new friends and almost killed a guy who had the audacity to slap my ass after I told him I don't follow when signalled with a creepy "come here." But on the plus side, I did gat Mike to dance once... I pulled him onto the floor when they played The Cure's "Love Song."
Post-club Denny's breakfast at 3 am with the worst service ever. Anna, I once again bumped into Brendan. Odd.
Coming home, of course I ran into Creepy Mike in the hall in full barely-nothing gear.
Mere: You look great! Can I borrow that corset? Mike, do you know Christina?
Mike: *stare* *cough* *stare*
Me: He burned me at stake once.
Mere: Oh.
Today was strangely idyllic... dinner with Mike's parents for his mom's birthday. And now... I'm on duty. I should get downstairs. ;)
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