i had gotten so used to nothing ever coming of our plans that i was completely surprised when she called tonight. the ritual had become: one of us asks when the other is free, suggests an event or date, we check our calenders and if it isn't on a day that we know we are busy, we make plans, but one of us ends up too busy or too tired to make it, so it gets rescheduled. lather, rinse, repeat.
i hadn't even paid attention to what the tentative plan was for this weekend, i was so accustomed to not actually going.
but somehow it all came together.
immediately upon her arrival at the shawshack, we embarked on an animated and scattered conversation. each of us too excited to see the other to manage real conversation, we giggled and interjected and derailed each other and interrupted and spun tales and shared gossip and made jokes at a nearly incomprehensible level.
she's left her old uniquely canadian job dubbing english porns into french (to comply with quebec's bizarre language laws) and now does promotions for radio. she had a +1 at a show for a band called "god made me funky" and i got to be her date.
the act was great, really high energy with lots of horns, bass and a keyboard guitar. female vocalist, male vocalist and an MC rapping. a rousing sing along rendition of 'if you're funky and you know it (clap your hands)'
they played at a hip college street bar, which was a scene neither of us are used to.
"dammit, none of these affluent straights is going to buy us expensive drinks"
"don't hold my shoulder, you're making us look too dyke-y"
"i'm making us look too gay?!? what about your outfit!"
"stop it! we're totally making a scene!"
we danced too aggressively and yelled too loudly, we had fun. then as the crowd got drunker we noticed guys actually flashing their cash around to each other and to the classy ladies. as the booze flowed, this became a less and less smooth and confident move and more and more a drunk and careless one. we watched, snickered to each other, and swept up 3 twenties off the floor.
four gin and tonics each, and we decided we really liked the way these guys were too affluent and drunk to notice how much money they were throwing around.
the band was awesome fantastic. we danced and danced and danced. we both had so much fun. sylphide promised that she'd get more invites and take me as her date more often. with any luck, we'll get into the habit of actually going out more rather than just talking about it!
i didn't realize how much i had missed going out on the weekends.
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