Monday, January 15, 2007

Jetlagged in NY

You wake yourself up at midnite and go to what looks like an Italian party (vespas outside) in a club where smoke smirls and bodies shimmer as the lights twirl. I dance to the beat while the rest of the club seems to dance to the rhythm and they haven't disovered 50cent yet. I finish it off with pizza at the corner as the residents (me, in another day) yell to keep it down.


Anonymous Vi-Rex said...

are u sure u weren't drunk dancing differently from the rest of the club?

1:18 AM  

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