went out

out.
that's right...out-out.

one of my gal pals is having a birthday, tomorrow, so we went 'out-out' last night.
started the evening off with some sushi and drinks then across the street to hear the plumbers play. what a blast! we danced until the lights came on and it was 'last call'.
i can honestly say that i do not recall the last time that i did that.
everything has changed since 'way back then'. except the music...strangely enough, most of these songs were playing in the clubs when i was a freshman/sophomore in college. did i just date myself? oh well, who cares. i'll be 32 mid-july. 32. and last night, as we entered the club, paid the cover and got our hands stamped with the obnoxious ink that doesn't wash off right away, i was asked, 'Can i see your ID?'
those 5 sweet little words that one can only hope for but never really expects.
'can i see your ID?'
me?
'uh huh, i need to see your ID.'
obso-frackin-lutely!

definitely a highlight, but not the best part of the entire evening.
i had a blast...
but, honestly, i'm not sure how frequently my body could handle 'out-out'.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG T!!!!