In My Life - old

Saturday, at the gay club, i started wondering why there were so many heterossexuals around. and all men... i figured it out when a girl jumped up the bar table and started stripping.

by the end of the night, i decided to tell my friend - who happens to own the bar - that it's only fair that there is also a male stripper. so this guy, known as Indian, jumps up and starts dancing in front of me and says "This strip is for you!"

Talking about an awkward situation, after the performance he came up to me and gave me his phone number, so we could "talk" later... hahaha... AND I WAS AT A GAY CLUB!!!


as for sunday, i woke up a bit hungover from saturday at around 5pm (hey, i got home after 7am...) and instead of going to my grandparents' for lunch (guess it was a bit late for that) i went out to watch "Chicken Little" with some other friends... great sunday program: drinking whisky and watching good family entertainment!