:: Electric Psychedelic Pussycat Swinger's Club ::

:: Tuesday, March 18, 2003 ::

rise and shine make you wanna say...

"Dear God, let me thank you for another day."

It's amazing how much a little warm weather can invigorate the body, mind and soul. I rocked the sandals again to the library today and my feet thank me for it. It's been too long since they've seen the sun. (Maybe that's a good thing for the rest of you)

I forgot to share a story with y'all about a party a friend (who happens to be gay) invited me to on saturday night. It was a loft party in celebration of a dj's birthday party, which was in chinatown. He called me up and was like "hey, come check out this party. it's pretty chill and there's a couple of cute girls i want to introduce you to". It was a last minute thing and i knew no one except for him, but i figured why not. I climb the six flights of stairs and walk through the door. I barely walk through before one guy asks me, "do you have any hot dogs?" Umm...okaaaay. I say "excuse me?" and the two dudes, who are obviously flaming hot cheetos, put on an act saying they weren't talking to me.

The rest of the night was much of the same. The place was pretty packed when i got there, but there were hardly any girls. It was 90% men - 80% of which were probably gay. It was a good scene, though, with good music and lots to drink (although i refrained for the most part because i'm getting sick of drinking). Very high energy and lots of nice and interesting people. But for the first 20 minutes i felt as though everywhere i went a dozen pairs of eyes were on me at all times. I totally felt like a piece of meat! Guys were coming up to me and i couldn't tell if they were flirting with me or being really nice. I told my friend about this and according to him asian males are quite the commodity amongs gay males in nyc. Great. I'll never oggle at a girl again!

I decided to call it a night after only an hour and took the subway back home. On the ride back, i reflected on how i had to quell any advances made by these men at the party. It was kind of flattering initially, but then after a while it got annoying. This must be how straight chicks feel getting hit on when it's obvious that they want to be left alone. Ladies - doesn't it get annoying after a while? I felt like i was in bizarro world.

What an interesting evening.

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