Edgar canceled, terrible Mexican food, and "clubbing." All in a day's work. Let's do a recap:
Yesterday Edgar canceled dinner on us so we went to this place called Casa Bonita. It's basically a Runaway Mountain that serves so-so Mexican food. Great atmosphere, a must go for new townies, but don't eat the food. It had a cave that you walk through and a pirate show and a fire dancer!!!
A FIRE DANCER!!!!! What place has a fire dancer?! Casa Bonita, that's who. Anyway, cool place to look at.
On to the clubbing...
Okay well I should have known the outcome of the night when we didn't get to the club until 12ish. We were supposed to be there at around 1oish but Emilee went to a play and was late coming back to the apartment. When she returned we got all dolled up and left for this club called Vinyl (funny story, no one knew how to spell Vinyl when we were googling for directions). I probably should have known the night would sort of suck more when there was a $20 cover charge. Really, $20? Who does that?! Vinyl, that's who. And the dance floor was packed, and by packed I mean like only 20 people were on the dance floor. There were more people at my high school prom. Nic, Nicole, Emilee, and I went to the roof for a look-see and Mack and her friend Andrew stayed downstairs and danced. The roof was okay. Good atmosphere, not enough people. Then we all got bored and went back downstairs to see what was happening between Mack and Andrew. Nicole, Emilee, and I had a bet going to see if they were going to kiss by the end of the night. We still don't know if they did or not. I'm going to say no but if they did, more power to them.
I'm just gonna say that club people are ridiculous. Honestly, the most fun people to watch ever. I have never been more entertained by a group of people in my entire life. Terrible dancers make the night go by faster. So much grinding. It's really hard to describe unless you've ever been to a club before so I'm just gonna stop.
My "dancing" partner Emilee well, couldn't dance. I had to teach her and I am a terrible teacher. A. Terrible. Teacher. Nicole and Nic had to pitch in and it still didn't help too much. It was so funny though. She got better after a few rounds and by the end she was a regular DWTS contestant.
It seemed like an actual okay night but the club closed at two. We didn't know that. We paid twenty dollars for a "good time." Then we went back to the apartment, finished the alcohol, and watch Eurotrip. All in a day's work.
Thatcher
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