| Note: Our greatest epiphanies happen when we're at our lowest
*Clickity*Clack* Clickity*Clack* is the sound my shoes make as I walk towards Elevate tonight. Gum stains, cracks, & discoloration on the pavement, all part of the marvelous glory that is LA. I get to the entrance and see a huge fucking line. It looks out of control, people shouting obscene gestures to the bouncers, shoving, pushing, everybody seems to be stepping on each others toes. I'm reminded by the scene in 'Titanic,' as the crowd frantically scurry's on to boats before the steel beauty sinks.
I get to the front of line and immediately spot one off CC's greats, Mr. Hawk himself. We briefly greet and talk about the situation at hand. At that moment a blatant voice fills the sky, "FUCK YOU BITCH!" Some punk in line decided to be a fucking jackass and start shouting shit to the bouncers. The tension was getting thicker and thicker as more people join the line. I decided to take off but not before 2 best friends beat the shit out of each other at the corner. Ahhh....Watching people fight in a weird way is comforting to me. I can just feel that pent up aggression and tension being released.
I get into to my car and immediately hop onto the freeway making my way towards Club Heat in Anaheim. By the time I get there it's already 12. I get to work fast. I walk into the restroom and greet everyone I know to build momentum. I feeling kind of stoked until SHE fucked it up;Approach Anxiety. I haven't felt AA like this for a long time. it was as if I was nailed to the ground. All these inner thoughts start to enter my brain. "I can't let this shit do this to me tonight." I say to myself.
Half hour in and I haven't even approached a set. Do or die time. I walk towards the bar and spot a dude approach an HB. I watch the interaction go down. She rejects him. He calls her a 'Bitch.' Friend comforts him. For some reason, watching that triggered something in me. It was as if watching him was a direct reflection of what was going in my mind. Fuck it, I go in.
Me: Hey weirdo, whats up, is this where all the cute people get approached?
HBAccent: Huh? What? (music was too loud, she was leaning against the bar)
Me: I said, 'Don't you hate it when random guys just approach you with stupid comments....
HBAccent: Yes! Some of these guys are just totally clueless... (leaning in; grabs my arm)
Me: I KNOW! I hate that too, I mean, why can't they just be sexy with it, like me? I'm telling you, it's tough being ridiculously irresistible. We gotta find you the perfect guy for tonight....
At this moment "Fuck, Marry, Kill" was in effect. She was loving it. Watching her smile reminded me of why I was in this 'game.' It gave me that tingling feeling I've been missing for so long.
Turns out, I was talking to the mother hen. She was keeping an eye on her little chick across from us as she's getting gamed by an overly muscled dude. Fucking douchebag.
Me: OMG! That guy would be so perfect for you (pointing at a geeky chubby dude) Just imagine all the fun you guys can have, you guys can go horseback riding, movies, and stay in all day eating ice cream watching reruns of, 'Married with Children."
HBAccent starts to loosen up. I can see her body shift change. Running out of shit to say I decided to.........
ME: People watch! That's exactly what we're going to do right now/color]
HBAccent: Hahaha! I love people watching
Me: Cool me too, check out your friend over there, I can tell she's so into Rambo over there. Her body language is wide open, she's touching him, leaning in, and she can't stop smiling, I think he should go in for the kiss.
HBAccent stares me down. Raising her eyebrows in a surprised manner. After awhile my friends join us as we get a couple more drinks. I make her toast to some bullshit celebration and we cheer as the whole bar stares at us. She lights up like a Christmas tree and has her hands all over my sexy body.
This went on for about 20 minutes. Random bantering, kino escalation, sexual innuendos, etc etc. She was really bitchy at first but I somehow deflected that and turned it into something positive. Her friend seemed to be done with The Hulk and enters our group. She had a surprised look on her face as she seen HBAccent with a bunch of dudes laughing. SICK! They run off but not before HBAccent plants a kiss on my cheek...
Me: You're taking off already?
HBAccent: No No, we're just going to the restroom, I'll be back. Don't go anywhere...
Me: Okay, I'll be walking around socializing, If you see me, Don't be a fucking weirdo, Say Hi.. Peace!
She leaves and I'm left alone for a bit. I start approaching random people and eventually start doing something totally different. I bought a couple waters and proceeded to start handing them out to the bouncers. I was pretty much testing reactions through out the night to get calibrated. Decided to greet the whole staff and DJ, eventually met the owner of the club (who by the way happens to own another club I frequent) This resulted in free drinks for the rest of the night. Hypnotica mentions doing experiments like this.
It's about 15 till closing and I'm in set. I feel a hand on my ass and the words, Hey sexy being whispered in my ear. I turn, and it's HBAccent in her curvy body waving me to come by. Boner popped! I gesture to give me a couple more minutes as I finish off the set and eject politely. I see HBAccent in the mist of the crowd heading towards the exit. I try to catch up to her but I'm stopped by 'Bryce, David, and Gil; the front door bouncers. I shoot the shit with them for a couple minutes and leave.
It was too late. I couldn't find her anymore. I waited around for about 10 mins hoping to catch a glimpse of her. I didn't. Regardless, I walked to my car with a smile. Euphoria had filled my body.
As I'm exiting the parking structure and make a stop at the light. I turn to the car on my left. In the passenger side was HBAccent. Her eyes met mines. She smiled. Eyes filled with joy & bliss; I let out a sly grin. It was at that moment that the light turned green................and off she went into the night....
SON OF A BITCH! :wall:
This very feeling is the reason why the journey is worth every single blood, sweat, and tear. Every heartache, every blowout, every shot to the ego. Every single thing we do is ran by emotions. We're all emotion junkies wanting that fix of happiness in the hopes of someday it being permanent. Life is emotion...How do you feel today?
FIN,
-Jo the Rockstar!
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