the skint loves me

i am not one to win things. it seems i just dont have that lucky streak. ksav on the other hand. that girl wins everything. on thursday, at work cassie spotted that the skint was giving out a free pair of tickets to see julia stone perform, so we both entered and didn't think much more of it. (we moved on to thinking about other seemily more important things - like salty pimp ice cream cones) this afternoon i got an email from the skint, that looked a little like this >>

i won something. i am a winner. i called cassie with the news.

we enjoyed a lovely evening at le poisson rouge. this basement venue with red lighting reminded me of the club scene in funny face. and for awhile there the music was getting pretty experimental, i was just waiting for someone to get up and do a dance like audrey hepburn.

i'm still not so sure how i feel about doveman. i liked the music, but not so much his voice. but julia stone did an excellent job. and she sang a cover of the national. i love them.

afterwards, we treated ourselves to popbar. what a genius idea. you pick your flavor popsicle, then your dipping, then your topping. cassie had a strawberry dipped in milk chocolate and i had a blood orange in dark chocolate. i'm sad to say, cassie ordered better than i. but they were both yummy.

i also got hit on my a lesbian. and not just a couple glances and a few words. this chick followed us for at least 5 minutes. but she said she wouldn't bite unless i wanted her too. that was a relief.

and on the train, an older gentleman asked me if i happened to be nicole kidman. at least this was flattering.