if lena tells me to do something, i do it!
last saturday edith, lena, arthur and i decided to check out this hot new club called Astral. The space used to be the public bathrooms of the opera, now it is the hottest new club since 'studio 54'. We arrived way to early, apparently over-eager... but it is a good thing we did, because we got a table which would prove itself very important as the night progressed and you just wanted to sit.
when we first got there... it seemed like your average yerevanian club... but bigger and with better sound... at 11:00 everything changed. i was transported to new york city at a hott night at 'twilo'... almost every race was represented. asians, africans, african-americans, white people from america, europeans, repatriates from iran, students from lebanon and syria, hip locals, the gay and lesbian community of yerevan, and a lot of regulars from other clubs around town. it was wild... over 500 people dancing to hott dance mixes. we lasted as long as we could considering the horrible smoke value, kind-of bad music (in my opinion), and the pushing and shoving of a lot of people... we eventually decided to throw in our towels.
arthur was absolutely a doll. hating places like that...he was shining just for me. the first few hours he kept going in and out for fresh air... not dancing and really really unhappy but not showing it. eventually, he saw that i was sick of dancing by myself and had resorted to sitting. this got the best of him and he asked me for a dance. very cute. i love dancing with him. he laughs the entire time he dances and looks around in shock that he himself is on a dance floor. pretty shy for a famous singer.
the next morning we woke up, both sporting the same headache... we figured it was from the smoke. we had one of my "ideal sundays" filled with sleeping in late, elongated breakfast, walking around yerevan, back home for some reading and napping... then off to arthur's sisters house to spend time with family. perfect. i finally got hold of harry potter four and since then...nothing else seems to matter. i am glued. it overtook 70 percent of my sunday...
last night i had my kavor and kavorkin (best man and maid of honour) over for dinner. i laid an impressive table and everyone was happy. i am kinda getting used to this marriage business and being a 'couple'.
one more thing to report... arthur officially quit smoking!!! so now he NEVER smokes, NEVER drinks, and exercises 6 days a week. viva arturo. following his lead i do not smoke and i hardly drink but exercising!!! wild horses could not drag me there. why are some people so sport challenged?
last saturday edith, lena, arthur and i decided to check out this hot new club called Astral. The space used to be the public bathrooms of the opera, now it is the hottest new club since 'studio 54'. We arrived way to early, apparently over-eager... but it is a good thing we did, because we got a table which would prove itself very important as the night progressed and you just wanted to sit.
when we first got there... it seemed like your average yerevanian club... but bigger and with better sound... at 11:00 everything changed. i was transported to new york city at a hott night at 'twilo'... almost every race was represented. asians, africans, african-americans, white people from america, europeans, repatriates from iran, students from lebanon and syria, hip locals, the gay and lesbian community of yerevan, and a lot of regulars from other clubs around town. it was wild... over 500 people dancing to hott dance mixes. we lasted as long as we could considering the horrible smoke value, kind-of bad music (in my opinion), and the pushing and shoving of a lot of people... we eventually decided to throw in our towels.
arthur was absolutely a doll. hating places like that...he was shining just for me. the first few hours he kept going in and out for fresh air... not dancing and really really unhappy but not showing it. eventually, he saw that i was sick of dancing by myself and had resorted to sitting. this got the best of him and he asked me for a dance. very cute. i love dancing with him. he laughs the entire time he dances and looks around in shock that he himself is on a dance floor. pretty shy for a famous singer.
the next morning we woke up, both sporting the same headache... we figured it was from the smoke. we had one of my "ideal sundays" filled with sleeping in late, elongated breakfast, walking around yerevan, back home for some reading and napping... then off to arthur's sisters house to spend time with family. perfect. i finally got hold of harry potter four and since then...nothing else seems to matter. i am glued. it overtook 70 percent of my sunday...
last night i had my kavor and kavorkin (best man and maid of honour) over for dinner. i laid an impressive table and everyone was happy. i am kinda getting used to this marriage business and being a 'couple'.
one more thing to report... arthur officially quit smoking!!! so now he NEVER smokes, NEVER drinks, and exercises 6 days a week. viva arturo. following his lead i do not smoke and i hardly drink but exercising!!! wild horses could not drag me there. why are some people so sport challenged?
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