Saturday Night

So I went to see the Kaiser Chiefs at the Beacon Theater, which was AWESOME, they put on an AMAZING fucking show, and I was feeling kind of tired and sick and I was actually not going to go anywhere...BUT there were people giving out fliers for this "after party" at some tiny bar where the Kaiser Chiefs were going to be (one of 'em was going to DJ there)...and at first my flatmate and I were not going to go b/c we figured it would be RIDICULOUSLY crowded and we'd never get in or see them or anything. But I thought, what the heck, it's 6 blocks away, lets walk by and see how crowded it is. So we did. And it wasn't TOO bad yet and I had to pee really bad. So we went in and the music was crap and there were crap people there, but I wanted to wait on the queue to use the loo (yes I'm going all out with the British phrases tonight, leave me alone) and so did my flatmate, so we did. It was a long queue.

While we were waiting, we met this guy Daniel, who is from Manchester and who tried to skip us, but we wouldn't let him, so he skipped the girls behind us. He was actually pretty cool and EXTREMELY friendly and started talking to us. It was cool. After my flatmate and I peed, we were discussing leaving, but we decided to check the guy that was blocking the way to the "downstairs" party and see if we could go down. He said he had to let people down slowly, blah, blah, as he let OTHER people down. Suddenly, I saw that Daniel and two other Brits (he didn't actually know) were being let down, so I said "Hey Daniel, you taking us with you?" So he was all "Yeah!" So the guy let us down. Cool, first step DONE.

Then we're there and there is this curtain thing and I was wondering what was going on behind there and so Daniel ran off and after he didn't come back we followed and he was back there. So I did my best British accent and asked if I could go back there b/c me mate Daniel was there. And so we got there and then this crazy spoiled rich bitch was yelling b/c there were people at her birthday party that she didn't know (and there was like 20 people there, pretty lame bitch) so eventually the bartender said that until 12 it was a private party and we had to leave. It was around 11:35 at this point. So we thought we might as well stay until 12 to see what happened. We did...and then at 12:05 we ran through the curtain, no one stopped us and like 15 minutes later, guess who shows up? The Kaiser Chiefs!! Most importantly the singer Ricky Wilson, who is now the love of my life!! Daniel is over there in like two seconds chatting with him, so we followed and then Daniel asks me to take a photo of them, so then I do the same. (Yay!)

Now I'm freaking out, so happy. A little bit later some other girl comes over and is talking to us about how excited she is and then she gets him to sign some card or something and then he kisses her on the cheek! So I'm all jealous, so my flatmate tells me to just go do that, so I finally go over and apologise for being an asshole but I was about to leave and asked him to sign my ticket. Then he sticks his cheek out for me to kiss (so cute) and he goes to hug me, but as he's sitting down, and I'm bent over to talk to him, when he hugs me, he basically grabs my ass (which my flatmate sees, so I have a witness) which is awesome! He jumps and apologises and I told him he was cheeky and then we left.

Long-ass story, sorry, I'm just so fucking excited!! Also, we saw Daniel again on the way out and he's just a super-cool guy, so fucking friendly and he gets away with anything, all night people just let him everywhere and he says it happens all the time and he doesn't know why (even in England where his accent ISN'T a novelty)!

It was a fucking awesome night and my flatmate was really happy about it even though he was soooo fucking tired the whole time. He just read a book called Yes Man by Danny Wallace in which Danny has to say yes to everything and a lot of times cool stuff happens so now he wants to say yes to things more often. And that's what I've basically been doing for the last two years. Saying yes! I do almost anything anyone asks me to do, b/c otherwise I'm doing nothing!! And I've had so much fun doing this! Like tonight! Fuck it! DO IT! ;-)

Also, "Saturday Night" is a Kaiser Chiefs song...and it's an appropriate title for this post!

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