Saturday started out pretty slow; just me in my apartment not doing anything productive. But then that evening I faced the rain and wind and made my way to the City for Hip Hop Karaoke. It was a tribute night to Biggie and SO SO SO much fun.
Of course I did NOT participate (in the Jaded bylaws it specifically states that I am forbidden from actively participating in any activities that might, in any way, be misconstrued as "fun"), but I enjoyed the night. Even though I never connected with the other bloggers I was s'posed to meet up with (sorry, hon!) and I had to get hood with this youngblood who tried to step to me:
Wack-ass Young Guy (WAYG): What's your name shorty?
Me: (I gave my fake name, the one I use when I don't want to give my real name. Jack knows it...)
WAYG: What school you go to, 'cause I know you go to school...
ME: (giving him the side-eye) I been out of school, son!
WAYG: Word? How old are you?
Me: 32
WAYG: WORD? Yo, you a fine 32
Me: (rolling my eyes) Gee, thanks.
WAYG: So where you from?
Me: Brooklyn
WAYG: I'm from Jersey
Me: (I can't remember exactly what I said, but it was something like...) Oh, I don't talk to guys from Jersey...
WAYG: (ignoring my comment and RESTING HIS DAMN CHIN ON MY SHOULDER, cause did I mention he was short??) So can I get your number?
Me: (channeling Dave Chappelle's rendition of Dylan in his "Making the Band" skit) YOU TOO CLOSE, HOMIE, BACK THE FUCK UP.
That seemed to do the trick. I gotta remember that for next time. And I know, I let that convo go on for entirely too long, but I thought he'd leave me alone when he realized that every time I answered a question I would turn my back to him. Whatever...
But yo, seriously, check out the next show on April 4th. Did I mention that it's free??
THEN, while I was on my way home and looking for an excuse NOT to go home, I met up with my favorite Haitian at a loft party in the Slope at like 4AM (which was really 3AM, but, you know, Daylight Savings and all).
I mean crazy techno and world music with hype men on the mic, leftover club kids, smoking indoors (of all kinds; an no I did NOT partake...), cheap liquor, live drummers, videos playing on the walls, white girls giving lap dances...the whole nine! Can you say PAR-TAY?! Needless to say I'll be back...
I just know no other place in this country is as much fun as NYC... And that whole night only set me back $14...don't hate...
*smooches...determined to stay here no matter how many of my friends move away*
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Sunday, of course, was just me layin' up on my couch watching Love Jones for the trillionth time and basking in the afterglow...
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Goddammit! Why didn't you call me?! You know when my fellow white girls are giving lap dances, that's a party I need to be at. I coulda got paid! Damn you!
Um... I don't think she was getting paid, except maybe in STDs LMAO!!!
But DEFINATELY- the next time you're in town, we must hang and I'll take you to the crazy Saturday loft party. It's something everyone must experience at least once!
I had one of these moments with some young chick while standing in line at Old Navy. She looked like a grown woman and was built like one. They say that you can tell a woman's age by her appearance and what she has on her feet. Before she said anything...I looked down...and she was wearing the NEW AIR JORDANS!!! I chuckled. I don't know if she was gonna say anything...but if she was I really discouraged her. LMAO!!!
hahhahaha... i'm so mad i missed the whack dude in person... and so sad that I couldnt get in so we could do our salt n pepa... I was so looking forward to it... and was quite tipsy when I pulled up to the knitting factor so I would have been sure to deliver the sexiness of pepa. But i was so tipsy that i couldnt stand out in that wind longer than 15min... after that... my balance was all off and I had to go... We gotta try this blog link up thing again though... something that we have more control over... like bowling...LOL
I gotta use that "I dont talk to dudes from jersey" line. That was classic!
I'm sorry but dudes from Jersey are Wanksters... you heard it here first!
And I would've paid money to see you swayin' in the wind outside the club HA!
Bowling, huh? Hey- I'm not afraid to make a fool of myself- again! If you plan it, I will come ;)
Glad to hear you had fun! It was my idea and I didn't even freaking make it. Were there any cuties? When I went in Nov, I saw some LOOKERS!!!!
yeah, there were some hotties about; a couple on stage and a few throughout the crowd. my head wasn't in the game, though... of course that's the ONLY time I see cuties, when I'm not looking for them...
Im just glad that you didnt decide to spit hot fire like dylon on dude. Sounds like you know how to enjoy yourself.
I was close to it... DON'T EVER push up on me and be drunk AND short... he's lucky I left my shank at home...
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