The Art of Losing

[darksally]

Five-to-four AM, Hawaii time. Woke up a few hours agoon my sister's sofa with a terrifically stiff neck. Hungry, too, so I stole into the fridge and snuck a chocolate creampuff out of there and into my niece's room. I'm sleeping in her room while my other sister and her menfolk stay in the nephew's room

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[saabisu]

Getting a tan?

[geek_ho]

I've been to Lotus once before. At the time there were two girls in pink frilly underwear dancing and doing crazy cirque du soleil poses. I didnt much care for it downstairs. I don't like the whole recliner couches thing. Who wants to lay down around a bunch of strangers? The upstairs I liked much more.

Also, I'm impressed that the guy in the background used the word "rubbish", I love that word.

[darksally]

The music was good and I spent a lot of time watching a really cute bespectacled gal bounce around the dance floor. I'm not convinced that she wasn't actually wearing spring-loaded heels.

I later learned that the guy I spoke to on the phone is a friend-of-a-friend. This is such a fucking island.

I think "rubbish" or, more frequently, "rubbish can" are localisms, because people look at me funny whenever I talk about "rubbish" in Seattle.