Boys Night Out...Girls Sleep In

So we had one of our infamous (to me at least) boys nights out on Saturday. Started nicely, with drinks at my place. had the lovely Raquel and her husband over and then the girls slash "my boys" showed up and we "prepped" for the main event. Unfortunately the "prepping" had us leaving my place at minutes before midnight.

Got to the Drake for like 12:45, after a lovely stroll through the back alleys of Parkdale...they should do tours through there; we ended up passing a guy throwing up (being held up by his friends...one of which I recognized from work), an angry drug deal, and exited the alley amidst some street dregs, a couple of which Justine was so nice as to give the remnants of our travelling beers. I think they were happy about it...wasn't really paying attention.

So we get to the Drake, and we have to line up for the 1:00 am opening of the underground. Somehow, after waiting maybe fifteen minutes, one of us talks to the door guy and the five of us are lead through the line up and in the club. Once again, wasn't paying attention so I have no idea how that happened. I guess I Did end up being more of a tourist that night, since I obviously was not focusing on actions and reactions around me.

Once in, we got beers (and one rye and coke for my babe) and dacned our little shtukasses off (pronounced sh-took-us). Justine quickly made friends with a bunch of strangers, some bald drunk guy hovered and tried some oh so subtle dance with me moves on some of our girls, Kelly got offered some tongue action (but not by her not present girl...way to go Hearnsie) and I danced with my girl and kept the beer flowing into my belly.

At 4:30, the club kicked us out and we were invited to continue at one of Justine's new friends crash pad (he was from L.A. and staying with friends...who I'm sure would have been so happy to learn he had invited, like, ten strangers to their home). But alas, I was promised and Had promised some nookie, so the girls slash "my boys" went their way, and I took my lady home for some interactive cuddling.

Fell asleep as the skies turned light blue and the birds began their morning rants.

All in all, not a bad night. Very grateful for plans not broken, and happy to be dancing with friends and Kate. And once again I got to remind myself that age ain't nothing but a number baby....(of course I Did sleep in until arooouuuund 4 in the afternoon).

Two weeks, and it all repeats itself, except it'll be called Turner and Lenita's Birthday!

Woo hoo!