Always thinking

Cat again

Thursday night is special for me, ever since a summer day of 2000. That day Pinpin, Marc and Nicholai took me to cat club to witness the real dancing. I have not been to cat for almost half a year. Everytime it came, I told myself: you have got next week to save up the energy and next Friday you won't have to go to work. It never happened for almost that long period of time, until this Thursday when I knew I would for sure end up there and sleep late for Friday morning's doctor appointment. That is what I did. As usual, there was a long line at the door even at midnight. A funky haired guy with a funky looking pants stood in front of me while a good looking couple was behind. I tapped that guy asking where he got his funky pants he said on a boat, to or from Amsterdanm I don't quite understand his funny accent. I asked if it's where he is from. He said no he is from Isreal and his name is Ben. Who cares. Anyway, the cover is up by $1 to $6 now, which I think they should have done that long time ago. It's high energy everytime I walked into this place. Tons of girls are bouncing, almost drunken looking. I shaked a little bit up front just to get in the mood. The rest room has been entirely renovated: the only thing is there is no more mirror which makes it hard to adjust the looks after "piss off".

To be continued...

posted by Road less travelled @ 11:54 PM