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Had a really good time out at Asylum last night. :) Danced myself just about to death - I'm rather sore today. But at least it's a different kind of sore than what I get from standing at work all day. My co-workers were fun, as usual (one was feeling the joy of her admittedly delightful body and gave a clothed lapdance to the Guest of Honor). I feel rather bad that I didn't spend more time with them. I needed to dance, and I needed to spend some time with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lemondropgirl, who I haven't seen in quite a while. It was just so awesome to see her! :) And Fred was a good DJ up until my co-workers left. Oddly, at that point it was like someone flipped a switch and he played absolute crap that was impossible to dance to for the rest of the night (barring one Smiths song) and completely cleared the floor.
Oh, my voice is gone, too - yelling all night when one has a slight cold is contraindicated.
I should go do laundry and dishes and enjoy some of that bright sunlight before it goes away.
lemondropgirl, who I haven't seen in quite a while. It was just so awesome to see her! :) And Fred was a good DJ up until my co-workers left. Oddly, at that point it was like someone flipped a switch and he played absolute crap that was impossible to dance to for the rest of the night (barring one Smiths song) and completely cleared the floor. Oh, my voice is gone, too - yelling all night when one has a slight cold is contraindicated.
I should go do laundry and dishes and enjoy some of that bright sunlight before it goes away.