rode my bike 4 miles to the club. it was boring, so had one drink and left. went to ollie's, it was boring, had one drink and left.
decided i would stop in at the eagle. but across the street, at lockerby pub, there was some kind of scene going on. 20somethings and a dj.
it was too hot to dance, so i went across the street to the eagle, had a tonic and lime, came back. there were 3 people in costumes, a drag queen, a bald guy in top hat and fake mustache, and somebody
in a costume that looked left over from 'cats'. the cat said "hey i know you" and it turns out it was billy who i'd met at the club last week, and the other two were dancers from the club.
made lunch, did laundry, took out trash
there was a lot of dancing, samba or merengue or whatever that is. turns out lee/brian can really dance. i didnt even try. but i gave billy my email and am very interested.
today i did nothing, i've barely gotten out of bed. starting to notice a corellation between the drinking and biking the day before,and the doing nothing all day.
