the dark room. again.

mooching around the house… make dinner… watch first half hour of ‘The Karate Kid’… tidy up… lie down on now clutter-free bed and doze off… make self get up as will never leave house otherwise… piss around trying to decide what to wear… put basketball on, game seven of the championships, baby… housemates get home and turn over to britney’s wedding special…talk with various ppl as lady of the hour, L, is running late… end up running super-late myself… have nice chat with L’s dad who calls me from Canada… eventually leave house… get down to the dark room and L is already there… along with Jason, Jeanie, Jeanie’s friend Rhiann, Aron, Stacie, Toby, Rebekkah… get drink… feel weird, can’t believe L is going back to London… what am I going to do??… time gets lost as drinks come in… Stacie and Toby leave, Jenny (Chewie) arrives with guy she’d been telling us about, Jenene and Jennie briefly turn up after 3 ½ hour movie marathon, Christy-Claire comes, L’s friend Jordan arrives with a couple of friends, Jeanie goes… lots of trips outside to smoke and talk and chat to the bouncer… turns out “House” (his name, apparently) has his kids nicknamed after all of the Thundercats, and instead of a family whistle (or something similar), when he wants to round ‘em all up, he just shouts “Thundercats, ho!!”… brilliant... jordan and christy-claire busting some serious moves on the dance floor… outside on a cigarette break, we convince them to show us a move they’ve been working on (vimeo footage to follow, obviously)… walk up Ludlow to find L food… hear stories of a weird mirror in one of the places nearby… we think it’s max fish but it’s actually the pink pony, so me and CC wait for the bathrooms in the wrong place to see it, get asked to play pool with some random… back to dark room… smoking in the basement… (would like to point out that most times i just accompany, not smoke. maybe the occasional drag here and there)… up to jason’s apt… realize it’s super late and it will take me forever to get home… try unsuccessfully many times to leave… finally manage to escape… 2nd ave station deserted, kind of creepy… people then turn up… watch the mice and rats crawling over the tracks… get off at W4th, walk to PATH at 9th, collapse on station floor waiting for train… finally turns up, can barely keep eyes open… incredibly over-tattooed guy opposite me on train keeps giving me funny looks… finally able to crawl into bed at fiveish… wake up at 6:07… alarm then goes off at 6:45… yawwwwn… for some reason still make it into work earlier than i have all this work… buy iced coffee on the way in… currently so tired can’t quite think straight though… ah well, i’m young, at least it’s friday…