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Sep. 16th, 2001 04:09 amSo Friday gets started around 6pm at the Highlander with Cynthia, Wes, James, Di and Garzik. Several hours ensue and we add a Chris and a Becky. We decide to go to Cyberia in search of gothiness. Everybody splits up to change and regather at Wes and James place. After terrorizing their apartment for a bit and grabbing a Liz, we headed to Club Rarity, current home of Cyberia.
I'd never been to Club Rarity before. It's very nice. Lots of glittery bits, an upstairs and a deck outside. It used to be a lesbian club called My Sisters Room, so there were a few bar dykes who sat drinking with a look that said "these freaks won't drive me out." Two bands played that night: the one who's name I don't remember and Android Lust. Both were trying their damndest to be every goth industrial band at the same time. I decided the cute chick lead singer of Android Lust shall be called Tricia Reznor. In another corner there was some girl actually sleeping on one of the couches in the midst the thundering music. On the couch opposite were two girls getting rather friendly. I watched Girl A straddle Girl B, then Girl B started sucking on Girl A's nipples... with a straw. Chris started the night as Dianas pocket-bitch, carrying her keys, money and ID. When he decided to leave I was promoted to pocket bitch. After a few hours of general gothiness we decided to head home.
After dropping Liz off, we realized that there was still a good 40 minutes of drinking time left at Highlander, so we went in search of more booze. We drank, munched nachos and discussed the finer points of BBQ with Brian the Bouncer. Right around last call a few drunken monkeys started an amateur wrestling match in the grass in front of the bar. It took only a few minutes for someone to hit the holly bushes. :)
Right as we are about to leave, out walks Wes old friend Emil. It turns out that Emil's friend Todd is getting married that evening, and Emil has taken him out for a few drinks. Emil and Wes want to play catch-up and we want more booze, so we return to the Wes place. Much scotch is drunk, many smokes smoked, and so on. What is one thing you should never have said on your wedding day? "You know, I've never tried absinthe before..." I decide to bail around sunrise, leaving Wes, James, Cynthia, Todd and Diana. Emil needs to be up so he also leaves. By now it is 11 hours to Todd's wedding.
I spend a lazy day at home, downloading Invader Zim episodes. Chris comes over and we hang for a bit. I get my first inkling of how interesting the day has been when I call Diana around 9pm, waking her up. It turns out that they were hanging out at Wes and James place until 11am or so, when they went back to the Highlander for breakfast. Everybody left Highlander around 2pm. Diana went shopping then to bed. Wes went to the wedding.
Chris and I arrive at the Highlander to meet a bleary-eyes Wes in a suit. More drinking and nachos. Matt arrives and we head off to meet Andy at the Chamber. Poor Wes is dragged along looking like a zombie.
I got to see Wayne and Lori at the Chamber, in full on cute couple mode. (Side note on why I hate Lori: she has more rhythm standing than I do when I try to dance.) It also turns out my old friend Don is now head of security there. None of us dance, mainly drinking and hanging and talking and in Wes case staring vacantly. Finally we head back to Highlander area to distribute cars. Finally off to bed.
I'd never been to Club Rarity before. It's very nice. Lots of glittery bits, an upstairs and a deck outside. It used to be a lesbian club called My Sisters Room, so there were a few bar dykes who sat drinking with a look that said "these freaks won't drive me out." Two bands played that night: the one who's name I don't remember and Android Lust. Both were trying their damndest to be every goth industrial band at the same time. I decided the cute chick lead singer of Android Lust shall be called Tricia Reznor. In another corner there was some girl actually sleeping on one of the couches in the midst the thundering music. On the couch opposite were two girls getting rather friendly. I watched Girl A straddle Girl B, then Girl B started sucking on Girl A's nipples... with a straw. Chris started the night as Dianas pocket-bitch, carrying her keys, money and ID. When he decided to leave I was promoted to pocket bitch. After a few hours of general gothiness we decided to head home.
After dropping Liz off, we realized that there was still a good 40 minutes of drinking time left at Highlander, so we went in search of more booze. We drank, munched nachos and discussed the finer points of BBQ with Brian the Bouncer. Right around last call a few drunken monkeys started an amateur wrestling match in the grass in front of the bar. It took only a few minutes for someone to hit the holly bushes. :)
Right as we are about to leave, out walks Wes old friend Emil. It turns out that Emil's friend Todd is getting married that evening, and Emil has taken him out for a few drinks. Emil and Wes want to play catch-up and we want more booze, so we return to the Wes place. Much scotch is drunk, many smokes smoked, and so on. What is one thing you should never have said on your wedding day? "You know, I've never tried absinthe before..." I decide to bail around sunrise, leaving Wes, James, Cynthia, Todd and Diana. Emil needs to be up so he also leaves. By now it is 11 hours to Todd's wedding.
I spend a lazy day at home, downloading Invader Zim episodes. Chris comes over and we hang for a bit. I get my first inkling of how interesting the day has been when I call Diana around 9pm, waking her up. It turns out that they were hanging out at Wes and James place until 11am or so, when they went back to the Highlander for breakfast. Everybody left Highlander around 2pm. Diana went shopping then to bed. Wes went to the wedding.
Chris and I arrive at the Highlander to meet a bleary-eyes Wes in a suit. More drinking and nachos. Matt arrives and we head off to meet Andy at the Chamber. Poor Wes is dragged along looking like a zombie.
I got to see Wayne and Lori at the Chamber, in full on cute couple mode. (Side note on why I hate Lori: she has more rhythm standing than I do when I try to dance.) It also turns out my old friend Don is now head of security there. None of us dance, mainly drinking and hanging and talking and in Wes case staring vacantly. Finally we head back to Highlander area to distribute cars. Finally off to bed.
