The Roost etc.

Tracy got this brilliant idea to take me out last night, and after much discussion it was decided on that her, Ross and I would go to The Roost, which all Edmontonians know if the place to be if you're gay, lesbian, bi-sexual or a fruit fly.

I think we fall into the latter catagory.

Anywhoo.. we spent copious amounts of time at the mall picking out the perfect outfit for her.. quite beautiful if I might add.. and went home to get ready for the night out.

We got there at like midnight, and I *think* Tracy's worry that it wouldn't leave us ample time to drink was completely unfounded.

I woke up this morning (afternoon) with a basic idea of what happened, and a few strange pictures on my digicam. Hmmm. Sore legs, too, although I do remember not really leaving the dance floor.

And.. as I can recall, got hit on a few times by lesbians and stood in the cold waiting for a cab for an hour.

Good night?

You tell me... I did leave the many random boob shots out. Gotta keep it PG ya know.