obliviously obvious

we went to london yesterday to party it up with caroline and adam and company. we being justin, jeff and i. it was really very fun. caroline’s apartment is really nice considering that’s it’s pretty cheap. road trips are always fun too. got there at about 8:30 maybe and ate some dinner. then we picked up adam and headed back to care’s to start drinking. there was no air conditioning though, so i was sticking to myself, i was that hot. i only had two drinks before we decided to head out to the club. we had to stand in line for about an hour (i don’t have a watch anymore). we got inside and it was much cooler, but not for very long. care and i took to the platform right away, which was equipped with many poles. poles are my forte. it’s just a lot easier and safer to have a pole there when you’re above the ground and slightly inebriated. a pole or some sort of holding device. i don’t like dancing on a platform/high surface without having something to hold onto. we danced for a couple of songs and met care’s friends. they seemed nice enough, but there was some couple drama happening that i didn’t really want to know. i’m dancing away on this platform with care and i’m not even tipsy. there isn’t a lot of room, so we’re both on the edge. i know you’re thinking that this is going to lead to an embarrassing falling off story, but it isn’t. my ass was basically at eye level with every guy standing around the platform. there was this group of guys watching just me dancing. i could see them talking about me and doing all the stuff that guys do when watching women dance in public. one of the guys grabs my arm and says “you really should come dance down here,” i just smiled and shook my head no. he keeps doing that and trying to get me to dance with him. i never did and as soon as justin came over i got him to escort me to the bar just in case that guy decided he’d dance with me, even if i didn’t dance with him. oh and care lent me these awesomely sexy heels that were surprisingly easy to dance in but not so easy to stand in. later on we had these other guys dancing right behind us. care got sick of it, so we moved to the floor and then they left, so we got back on the platform. males can be so hilariously sleazy. one of them even tried to put his arm around my waist. i know that’s not that bad, but it was bad enough for me.

after the club closed, we went back to care’s. it was pretty hot there and she had to work at noon, so we decided to go to adam’s to drink and crash since he lives in a basement so it’s cooler. we dank some more and got drunk and finally at about 6 a.m. we went to bed. here’s the weird part: i slept with adam. as in, the same bed. it’s just funnier said that way. it was kind of weird, but not really since we had separate blankets and jeff insisted that i did it for my comfort; there was only one couch left and it was upstairs in the heat. adam’s bedroom was a lot cooler than upstairs, but i was still hot. oh yeah, no air conditioning again in case you didn’t gather that. i think adam slept on my pillow a couple of times, but that’s the closest that we got. i had some really crazy dreams though. and to make it even more weird, it was like i had woken up and the day had continued so it felt even more real.

i find it amazing how dreams can influence how i feel or intensify the feelings that i already had about people even after i wake up. i know my brain made it up and it wasn’t real, but i’ll continue to feel that way just because it felt real in my dream.

i guess that about wraps up this post. good times were had. i had fun. this friday is canada day. i’ll be spending it with jeff. i don’t know what we’ll do yet, but i’m sure we’ll have fun. wow, july already. crazy.