Went with some young jittery monkeys to Death Guild last night. It was quite crowded, sweaty, warm with dancing bodies... Drenched in pheromones. Really enjoyed dancing, writing my name on men's skin, flitting about aimlessly, trying to talk to everyone. Made out with a crazed primal Foetus-lookalike for a bit. Nice. Got to horse around with
rabbitron, who seems to be leaving the bay area in a week's time, or so -- too bad! He's fun. Tickled mopmonster accidentally and then couldn't resist poking at him to watch him flinch. I am mean sometimes.Some friends have been conspiring to play matchmaker, and the intended boy in question wandered in past 2, as I was being shooed out the door, but I got his number... Hmm! Didn't really get a chance to talk to him, so we'll see.
The jittermonkeys left me behind, those bastards, but
dfors was still around, and offered a ride. What a gentleman. Johnny on the spot. Of course, neither of us was the least bit sleepy, so it was time for an adventure! It was mostly a fairly low-key adventure, though things did get kind of complicated when his carkeys disappeared somewhere between the windmill, the feral kitties mewling, the abandoned bonfire and cavorting around in the surf. I wasn't the least bit irritated by this, but larry kept apologizing as if he'd done something wrong. As if. I was just worried he wouldn't be able to get in to his apartment, or anything. Tense moments lent an air of intrigue to our caper.Dawn broke to find us carefully tiptoeing through a minefield of beached purple jellyfish searching in the dim hazy light for a green skull keyring at Ocean Beach - Happily it was found, in a shallow pool of seawater far out past the high tide mark, unlikely as that may be! To finish off the night's caper, I had a lovely leisurely breakfast with larry at the lucky penny, where ghostly women served us hash browns and topped off our coffee. It's cool to hang out and just talk.
Anyhow! Um. I'm going to go drop some film off to be developed, go to Japan Center or something. I need to do a little grocery shoppin' since there's nothing particularily tasty in the house.
Tomorrow night, Dark Sparkle?
