Friday, February 20, 2004
Blog: crobar
Tonight could have gone badly. I ought to have been painting. Instead, of course, I let my pal Reuben talk me into accompanying him and some friends into checking out a club that was way too expensive, way too "classy" for the likes of my broke-ass self. After a few hours and a few too many dollars, Reuben has left with his girlfriend. Normally, this act would reek of I-have-a-girlfriend-and-am-now-dissing-you-to-go-home-and-get-some, like it always does. I didn't notice though because I was dancing with some girl from Canada.
