cowbellz's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i hadn't slow danced in forever. i love hanging out with my friend lana. she knows EVERYONE, is up for ANYTHING, and the night usually ends up as a late night dance party at her place. last night was no exception and it was so much fun. we all went to emo's to see our buddy's band play. when they kicked us out at 2am, we decided to gather some folks for an afterparty at lana's. lana and megan even went so far as to stop by club de ville to see who they could round up. about 30 minutes later, lana and megan show up with five guys dressed in great polyester suits and converse sneakers. it turns out two of them are 1/2 of grand champeen. one of them is carrying the ingredients to make white russians. with soy milk. (chris aikin would have died if he knew we were using soy milk.) so we drank and danced in lana's living room for the next 5 hours straight to some of the best soul music ever. sam cooke, al green, stevie and just about everything else. i loved it because it felt like everyone became instant best friends. at one point, one of the guys said to me, "man, is there anything better than dancing with a stranger in a kitchen at 5 in the morning?" turns out there isn't.
---------------------- 29 sept 2003 i knew it. this morning i got a text message from chris aikin that just said, SOY MILK?!?! 1:18 pm - 28 september 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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