Watch out: there’s a ton of hair flips in this one

Yes, yes, 2 posts today.  But it's a special occasion, so don't get used to it.

I got an invite on facebook for an event for some kind of college night at HK lounge (which makes absolutely no sense to me... but now I have something to do on "Wednesday's" [sic[[k]]]).  I didn’t get nearly enough sleep early in the week, but I figured I’d give it a try since all my friends were all about it.  Turns out that City Gym Boys were having the release of their calendar that night, and I just happened to be friendly with the photographer, who got me on the comp list (yes!).  So after work (a creative director hit me up at damn 6:45 for a Fed Ex run… DHL has a drop-off in our building… let me not even get started), I headed to Vlada for their $3.50 drink happy hour.  After running into Ernie for a hot second, I had a couple of drinks and worked on an earlier post before heading over to Touch for the event.  

I need to always ask if I can get a +1 when I get on a comp list b/c I almost never know anyone at these things, and the people who invite me are inevitably way too involved in the event to entertain me.  Anyway, the photographer showed up about 10 minutes after I did (in which time I had totally undone my money-saving happy hour plan by purchasing an $11 well drink… note to self: avoid straight clubs).  He told me about 5 times in an hour that I looked fantastic (which was much appreciated after 5 months in the gym hardcore) and agreed to take some pictures of me.  Shit, I’m not trying to keep up this workout schedule!  I gotta preserve the image while it’s still here.  

I briefly said hi to the founder of City Gym Boys (he, his photographer, a few of his models and I used to go to the gym together).  I bumped into a music producer from the same gym, the Great White Hype.  For those of you who don’t know, I write pop music (www.myspace.com/dkcanada).  I had directed him to my myspace page to hear my songs, and he said he would definitely check it out.  Well, that was at least a month ago, but I didn’t bring it up.  I just briefly greeted him and shortly thereafter texted him that I was meeting up with some of the boys at HK if he was interested (I’ve run into him at No Parking before… how you doin'!).  

I happened upon a couple of drink tickets (thanks to the photographer), but unfortunately, I had to leave before any of the slated performances and the fashion show.  Okay, I didn’t have to, but I would much rather be hanging with my friends than a bunch of DL queens I don’t know, muscle-bound demi-gods that are off limits (maybe), and girls gushing over them.  

I made my way to HK, finding Bottomless Pitt at the bar enjoying her all-you-can-drink beer special (which was changed to a $2 beer special the following week).  Unfortunately, she was one of about 8 people in the bar at 10:15.  I got myself another drink that wasn’t on special from the very hot bartender that goes to my gym (um, discount?).  Eventually more of the Ivy League Crew showed up and the bar started to get a bit more scenic.  The DJ was really working it out with the pop music (my life: choose between music you like and men you like), so I climbed up that goddamn ladder to the DJ booth (how the hell do you get crates of records up that thing?!) and requested my newest obsession: “Like Me” by Girlicious.  I feel like it accurately sums up a night out for me.  Anyway, he’s the first DJ that’s actually had it when I requested it, which was VERY exciting.  And he wasted no time in getting it on.

Confession: sometimes when I’m obsessed with a video, I may or may not spend hours in my cube at work watching live performances to learn the choreography.  And when it comes on and I’m tipsy, I may or may not perform it for my friends.  Watch out: there’s a ton of hair flips in this one (and I have pretty long hair).  

At some point, ASFKAB’s all-you-can-drink special turned into his all-you-can-knock-on-D.-Kareem’s-shirt special.  Luckily he had all-he-could-drank most of it.  I took that as a sign from the gods that it was time to leave.  Did I mention my boyfriend Nubian101.com (NSFW!!) was at home waiting for me?  Yeah.