Sunday, February 11, 2007

Team Urination

Last night, while getting ready to go out, I decided to shave my legs for the first time in three weeks. The razor was pretty clogged with hair, and it was just about the worst shaving job ever, so needless to say there was lots of blood going down the shower drain.

When I got out Brie gave me one of her bandages for my wounds, since Jesus heals. I felt this was extra special due to the stigmata-esque locational bleeding.

Omigawd! I'm interrupting this past-tense blog entry to report on something that is happening right this very moment! I'm watching SNL by myself (that's right--it's a pretty rockin' Saturday night here in China--we're out of control!), and they just had an awesome song dedicated to sloths! Does everyone know how awesome sloths are?! They deserve eight interrobangs, I love them so much.

Alright, now that I've got that business out of the way, back to last night:

Have you ever wondered what girls do in the washroom, and why they always go to the bathroom together?


Well, I'm not entirely sure how to answer that question, but whoever designed the Richmond club This is London obviously knows the importance of the Powder Room.

I wasn't a fan of the unecessarily high decibel levels of the music (my ears are still ringing nearly 24 hours later), the prevelance of guys clad in vertically striped button down shirts, or the overpriced $4 bottles of water, but I sure loved the bathroom.


So, uh, I don't know what most girls do in the bathroom, but in This is London, there's a whole seperate female only hang-out area. The bathroom was bigger than all of the China household.

Apparently what I do in the bathroom is take a lot of pictures.

When we weren't hanging out in the bathroom, we were dancing.


And showing off our pro self-portrait skills. (This picture was on Alice's facebook today, and must have been taken with her camera. I took the picture because she couldn't get the aim quite right. Seriously, taking narcissistic self-portraits is going under the "summary and qualifications" section of my resume. Right after I put it on my skills card, that is.)





The night was a good time. The energy level was good, the music was good, and of course our outfits were good.

But when it came down to it, today all we could rave about was the bathrooms. They were really condusive to the pre-lubing/water-drinking/post-hydrate/anti-hangover plan of action.

Seriously, I think I would pay $15 just to hang out here all night.

Do you blame me?

5 comments:

  1. Anonymous3:52 AM

    I blame phonics.

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  2. Wow, your saturday sounds about as good as mine. I got up , sat around, ate some breakfast, sat around, ate some lunch, lied around, and then Kyle and I went for sushi because he really wanted sushi.

    I had ample opportunity to call people and do things, but I didn't. And now I regret it. What a waste of a saturday.

    (I didn't even play games! ...much)

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  3. Bathroom and bandage are equally impressive.

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  4. that bathroom is so fancy and you girls look so purdy. i'da stayed in there the whole night.

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