vagina monologues

since alyfromcali arrived she's been encouraging my irresponsible behaviour. i love it.
jake's standup gig thursday night was good- he was funny, and some of the other comics on the bill were alright too. i'll be going to see him perform again.
after the show, we went to the improv to say hi to knol and the skinnywhiteboy (who still doesn't believe in the internet, so i guess it doesn't matter what i say about him here) and knol said giri was bartending @ toledo lounge, so of course, we (ie. me+alyfromcali, knol, skinnywhite and skippy) went to adams morgan. limed @ toledo until closing, then over to giri+knol's new place (to revisit my old couch). we were there until almost 6am, then found our way home by sunlight, at which point i could only sleep until 9am because i had to get up with everybody else who has a job so i could deal with those fuckers who wouldn't gimme my fucking paid-for-in-full-including-delivery-couch-leg! (much too soon after that no-sleep-tuesday-night.)
thankfully, those fuckers finally sent my leg and a spare (after the official end of business on friday, for what was supposed to be a tuesday delivery) and we now have almost our full complement of furniture back in the living room.
friday night we wanted to check out royal palace, which we were told had chinese food and brazilian strippers (a brilliant combination), but when i called they said they didn't have chinese food, and not all the brazilian strippers would be working that night- but we'd never been to that club (some of the group had sadly never been in any public situation with naked women) so we went anyway to see if it was any good.
so me+grims and alyfromcali were naturally the last of our crew to arrive, and when we walked in jake+jenn were sitting in a setup that instantly reminded me of school- not in a good way- royal palace, instead of the usual tables+chairs circling a main stage, has a first and second stage, with tables around the first, but just straight rows of chairs facing the second (which was more of a cubiclette than a stage). so i guess after 10pm was too late to get the good seats, and we found ourselves sitting in these rows with a dragon-lady coming around to forcefully offer drinks and collect cash immediately, while looking @ the clear, colourless heels of alternating dancers bouncing on either side of the backs of several large and unattractive men. there was a mirror on the upstage wall of the cubiclette, so if you worked your neck you could see the reflection of whatever the large unattractive men were paying for, but mostly, it was the backs of their pudgy necks and some gyrating ankles (the chick with the light-up-heels i liked danced on the first stage).
the schoolroom seating was disconcerting for me, as was the fact that the music seemed to be supplied by a jukebox played by customers instead of a dj, so there were abrupt, long silences, and song-jumps from shit like fantasy to don't fear the reaper, with the girls unprepared (routine-wise) to accomodate and dance to the music, instead of just moving body-parts to some unheard mental rhythm (worse from those who had no rhythm)...
that said however, before we left for the bar, there were several girls who really worked it. i wish i knew all their names, but lexi, the chick in the "pornstar" half-tank that covered only her upper-boobs, the back-pocket-wearing-chick who demonstrated her "heartbeat" with her vulva and ass on command (yes, you best believe i went up there and asked for my money's worth, and she flexed alternating buttcheeks too), and the tiny asian chick with the braces who could wine like a trini, were all worth my time and $. i had fun after all, and even those who wouldn't necessarily use that word to describe the experience were entertained, i think.
all very fitting for some of us, who'll be doing the vagina monologues sometime in june...
after making it home by about 3am, today we had to be in fucking leesburg for grims' 10am football match, so we were moving by 8am, made the game, hit the outlets because we were there (yay for size3 flaming chuck taylor's), picked up my mom who's in town until tuesday, stopped @ jp+sonomi's to pick up the tape of that japanese show, and crawled home by 8pm, exhausted.
tomorrow (sunday) i think we taking it easy and just taking mom+alyfromcali to eastern market, and resting up for happy hour and maybe revenge of the sith on monday and dinner @ the grapeseed (accompanied by much fermented grape juice) on tuesday, since who knows when either night will end...
more later. walk good.