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Hungry! I now have steak and potatoes, and am stuffing my face between writing sentences.
I went out to the Pier Dance and met up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lemondropgirl.:) It is a very laid-back environment, but I'm so painfully shy - I just sort of wandered back and forth until she found me. We talked (more than we have in ages, actually) and milled and met some other people (one quite attractive dyke with tattoos, who kissed my hand - now, if a guy does that I hate it, but if it's a woman... :)) until about midnight. The music is dance music, meaning it's completely undanceable for me. I tried - after two drinks I still could not get my groove on, and lemondropgirl, even though she used to go to raves and knows that sort of techno-dance thing, says she can't get into it, either.
So we went up to Asylum, where her honey and other friends were waiting for her, and the music is 80's/90's stuff, and I did my dancing. They were going to give me a ride home, but I got hungry and done and wanted to seeeor, so decided to walk home.
Met a drunk guy on the street who stretched out his arms to block the whole sidewalk, saying, "I want to do for you! I'm not bad guy! I'm not bad guy!" He actually touched me, which shocked me beyond getting angry (in my mildly inebriated state). I just smiled at him, said, "excuse me," and pushed on by. He kept saying, "I'm not bad guy!" as I walked on, so I waved back at him and smiled and said, "I'm sure you're not!" If he'd actually grabbed and tried to stop me I'd probably have flipped and gone all psycho on him, and if I'd been sober I would have been disturbed by him.
I went out to the Pier Dance and met up with
lemondropgirl.:) It is a very laid-back environment, but I'm so painfully shy - I just sort of wandered back and forth until she found me. We talked (more than we have in ages, actually) and milled and met some other people (one quite attractive dyke with tattoos, who kissed my hand - now, if a guy does that I hate it, but if it's a woman... :)) until about midnight. The music is dance music, meaning it's completely undanceable for me. I tried - after two drinks I still could not get my groove on, and lemondropgirl, even though she used to go to raves and knows that sort of techno-dance thing, says she can't get into it, either. So we went up to Asylum, where her honey and other friends were waiting for her, and the music is 80's/90's stuff, and I did my dancing. They were going to give me a ride home, but I got hungry and done and wanted to see
eor, so decided to walk home. Met a drunk guy on the street who stretched out his arms to block the whole sidewalk, saying, "I want to do for you! I'm not bad guy! I'm not bad guy!" He actually touched me, which shocked me beyond getting angry (in my mildly inebriated state). I just smiled at him, said, "excuse me," and pushed on by. He kept saying, "I'm not bad guy!" as I walked on, so I waved back at him and smiled and said, "I'm sure you're not!" If he'd actually grabbed and tried to stop me I'd probably have flipped and gone all psycho on him, and if I'd been sober I would have been disturbed by him.