Getting BEYONCE'D and the Drama of the Glasses.

So, last night in a fit of rebellion i agreed to go to the city with some friends, to a launch party for "Is Not Magazine". I'm actually not sure how that is spelt or whatever. But basically it's a poster magazine.. posted on walls etc.. in the city.. as i understand it. But i could be totally wrong.

Anyways, 80's was clearly the theme and truly i appreciated the lead singer of the band (that was currently playing when i walked in).

He was dressed in that "The Darkness lead singer" inspiring way - the kind of dress sense that makes boys look like poles - like fully no bum going on, just straight (this is a front on view - and im sure that it changes in a side view..) and a vest. His hair was like Mika's, if Mika didn't use hair product. And he wasn't so gangly.

I personally thought that band was trying too hard, especially when the singer shouted out that he believed in ecstasy. But then i tried to imagine that i liked the band and i guess i could see how some postmodernist would find him cool.

ANYWAYS enough about that.

So it's all nice, dancing, fun, making contract A sexual innuendo law jokes (hysterically funny to me, but it doesn't translate well).

THEN,

yes, THEN this GIRL seriously bumped into me as she was walking along.

Now, that's all fine and good. Except i'm one to just say "oh sorry". AND I DID (at that point i was confused about who was at fault but i felt i should kindly bestow the apology).

YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DID?

SHE BEYONCE'D ME.

She extended her arms out like wings in the funky chicken dance, and made fists with her hand, and proceeded to rub up against me whilst pumping the fists around her chest area in pimp/ghetto fashion.

I was utterly astounded.

It was full on. I mean.. i'm not even sure what she was trying to say, you know?

And i thought i was at fault. AND THEN SHE BUMPED SOMEONE ELSE.

ANd they DID NOT receive a BEYONCE.

so.

i've just run out of things to say, i think it's pretty self explanatory (my indignation at being beyonce'd).

THEN, true to my name, i decided that 12.15 was quite enough (i had to study today) and went to leave. Oh, i drove btw.

And a friend of mine, who had my glasses, got into the car and, when i asked her TO PASS ME MY GLASSES, she threw them (admittedly accidentally, but why didnt she give them to me?) into this panel that is meant to be closed off, but ISN'T because it's broken. Subsequently my glasses fell down. literally INTO the car. And i couldn't get them. And she couldn't. And my other friend couldn't, and the two other's couldn't either. And the guys in the car next to us didn't have tongs. all they had were cigarettes which my friend bummed.

And so the glasses disappeared into the Mitsubishi Magna Vortex.

(But don't worry guys, this morning i got them out with the help.. well i helped and my friend got them out.. by taking the carpet walling off the bottom of the seat and retrieving them.. hurrah!!!)

So, much drama, little gain.

amen!

But seriously guys, at least i have done something other than study. it was getting a little desperate for a minute there, you know? I was straggling, thinking of writing posts about how bored i was.. how boring..