Tuesday, April 25th, 2006
1:28 pm
Yatchs, Champagne and psychic vampires
Boat parties have to one of the best things about living in this city. Sunday comes you board the boat with about a hundred other revelers dressed to the nines in nautical themes outfits. Swirl around your champagne and smooze with the best of them until midnight when they drop you back off on the dock. Happy drunk and ready for monday. The light spring air wafting about the bay the city off to the side sparkling in the dark. The bridge gleaming red above us as the boat steams under and around. Happy shouts of joy from people drunk and staring upwards at the steel structure. The music from the three levels below belting out onto the decks where dancing never stopped...we twirl through the crowds from one floor to the next smiling laughing and exclaiming "Weeeeeeeeee" at any moment possible. My yellow shirt with white polka dots frilly and light with a white skirt and hat exclaim happiness topped with my fur jacket I am the picture of spring in SF. It feels so good to laugh at all around us smile and love each other just because. Because its spring soon to be summer and the time is app-on us to fuck as much as possible,drink in the sun and be otherwise debaucherous with out a care. Hence the short trip from boat to circus club across town. Where the acrobatic girls in fishnets and arm stockings paint their faces and suspend themselves from the ceiling for hours in a show above the dancing people. Techno plays like its never played before and I am soooo happy. After a few hours of drinking and sweating out the boat air we move locations yet again to a penthouse in the SOMA district. Three more stories of minimal furniture and steel fixtures. The hottub sits on the roof deck overlooking the city and we drink and run about naked and wet. The morning finds us rolling in my bed exhausted and happy ready to pass out and wake up again to another wonderful day in this life.
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