Because of overtime and The Husband being ill, I didn't make it to Grind last night. No big deal.
... except I really really want to go dancing. But sadly, the only options on weekends are the Vogue and the Merc, both filled with smoke and no guarantees that I'd hear anything I'd want to dance to.
I want to go out dancing on the weekends, dammit. I want someplace to go that will give me an excuse to dress even more extravagantly, someplace that plays music I like and either has no smoking or good ventilation.
I need to win the lotto so I can open my own club.
(Sorry, I'm obviously channeling my inner mopey-goth 16 year old.)
But I still want to go out dancing this weekend, and it just isn't going to happen.
... except I really really want to go dancing. But sadly, the only options on weekends are the Vogue and the Merc, both filled with smoke and no guarantees that I'd hear anything I'd want to dance to.
I want to go out dancing on the weekends, dammit. I want someplace to go that will give me an excuse to dress even more extravagantly, someplace that plays music I like and either has no smoking or good ventilation.
I need to win the lotto so I can open my own club.
(Sorry, I'm obviously channeling my inner mopey-goth 16 year old.)
But I still want to go out dancing this weekend, and it just isn't going to happen.
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