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last weekend, rhino came up to visit (if you read the pervios blog, you’d already know this) and us bi-sexual girls went to Girl4Girl, a giant lesbian dance party. i have some bad vibes about Girl4Girl because the last time that i got all dressed up and ready to go grind on some lesbians was the night that slater died. but its been quite some time and i convinced myself that if i didn’t wear that same dress it would be alright (yeah, i’m kind of superstitious about things of that nature i guess). so we played a couple games of beer pong at the hotbox and drove downtown to the showbox (not the one on 1st, but the one over by safeco field). when we got there, it was pretty dead, but we decided that we’d have a couple drinks, and then get the dance party started ourselves if we had to. so we sat down, watched the (1) sexxy and (1) stripperesque dancers… and 1 Long Island Iced Tea, 1 Amaretto Sour, and 1 silly named shot later we were on the dance floor. jess, rhino, and i danced circles around each other and worked our asses off. so we grabbed our coats and went out for a breath of fresh air and a few more of carbon monoxide.

standing in the “smoking section” outside, blocked off by portable gates, we spotted a backpacker coming down the road toward us. as he passed we stopped him: “hey, where ya headed? what’s your name?” (it’s josh) and almost immediately after, jess and i looked at each other and asked in unison, “need a place to stay?” he was absolutely taken aback by our forwardness, but exceptionally grateful. we explained that we had just returned from backpacking europe and that if there was one thing we understood, it was the need for a warm couch, some friendly people, and a bowl or two to smoke. so jess and i went back inside to dance for another hour or so while rhino and josh chilled in the car a block away.

BACK IN THE SHOWBOX: + 1 JagerBomb. jess and i danced and danced and made out for a good… what? like 5 minutes. oh jessica… if you’re reading this, when you said “it had been too long” on my fb wall, i thought you meant it had been too long since we had made out. how long has it been? rome? sounds like i’m talking about the last time we ate brownies or something. anyways, love you.

at 1am (lame) the lights came up in the club and we stumbled to the car, all the while jess insisting that she’d “rather not, but can totally drive.” i didn’t believe it for a second. so when we got back to the car i asked josh if he could drive a stick. yes. and if he had a driver’s license. yes. so he drove us home. perfect. when we got back to the box we smoked a could bowls, talked about josh’s plans to make it up to alaska in the spring to work on a fishing boat, his previous travels, and whatever else struck our fancy. then we (josh, rhino, bookis, and i) played a few rousing rounds of my favorite game Catch Phrase.

in the morning, we all went to Beth’s for breakfast before rhino headed back to tacoma. i told josh that he could stay as long as he needed, that he was welcome to crash another night or whatever he wanted. in the end he asked for some help figuring out the buses to get down to the greyhound station. he has some family in portland and was heading there for a few days. so we took a group photo, hugged, and parted ways.

he was really an interesting, cool kid. and having him kickin’ it at the hotbox was totally chill. we’d be happy to have him back anytime… really. i hope that i see him again some day, and that his travels are safe, his feet don’t fail him, and his days are filled with fun in life on the road. gl, josh.