Last night Steve was in the shower, as he is wont to do before going out. I was happy about this for several reasons, but unhappy for several reasons. Because, you see, our house has two bathrooms, but only enough hot water for one shower at a time. (Not to mention the dishwasher can't be run and needed to be, but that's not relevant.) And I was sorely in need of a shower, my hair was a greasy mess. So we've politely agreed that only one person can shower at a time, so we can both have hot water. However. Steve tends to take hour-long showers or so. Why? I have no freakin' idea.
So I was patiently waiting for him to finish when Reg called me to let me know he was on his way over. "Uh oh," I gulped, and ran upstairs. Where my other roommate, Randy, was walking about naked in order to take his
shower. Dizzamn. I was foiled again. But he's a reasonable man who takes showers of reasonable length, so I was actually all gussied up before Reg arrived.
After a few detours, we headed out to ReBar where Sid's band
was playing. Also Infomatik
(we missed the first band, whatev) whom we'd just seen Sunday but damn. "What would happen if Interpol fucked the Faint?" Saw lots of people I knew and am so tired of, well not really, but damn. Also, slutty nurses. They gave away vibrators to people who got up on stage and told jokes. I spent a good amount of time thinking of the perfect joke, but unfortunately it materialized after the contest was over.*
And later Sid rocked out so hard he kept pulling out the mike cord. I kept yelling for him to take off his pants, but all we got was one shoe. And a broken drumstick but that was from the drummer. He also offered to take Reg home, but I was all like "MINE". We headed to Contour afterwards with quent
. Last Heliotrope or something. Steve was all "WE NEED A NIGHT BACK" and so we decided that after his tonsil shit was taken care of, we would do it.( * )