seattle, yesterday

we lunched at an irish restaurant (fado) and admired the waitstaff in their black skirts and dresses.

we went to elliott bay, where i recognized several people with whom i worked during my 4-month stint there 8 years ago. (8 years?!) i got something of a queasy feeling, thinking of these people still working this bookstore job, this relatively dead-end and low-paying job, for so many years. but then i remembered that once it was my plan to remain a bookseller for ages on end, to make that my life. but i changed my mind, grew out of it, or something. i don't want to do that now; i'm still not ready for a return to customer service. i didn't talk to any of my old colleagues; what would i say? plus, after such time i wouldn't expect to be recognized myself.

we went to a peepshow (the lusty lady). we got into a booth together and fed the window quarters. a very cute petite blonde woman posed and slunk and slapped for us, and waved goodbye each time the window rolled down. we were there probably less than 10 minutes.

we went to deja vu and spent an hour, an hour and a half. it was the middle of the afternoon on a wednesday. one woman stood out from the rest - her body was like a ballerina's. well, maybe not quite, but near enough. she had impressive definition and she moved very well. several other women approached us and chatted a little, offered us couch dances, which we declined. a couple of those women seemed very high. we wished the dancers danced more than posed and slunk, and we wished the music were less loud so we could hear each other better.

there's a deja vu somewhere in tacoma too, and there's a place called foxes, and we might check them out one of these days. it had been something like 6 years since i'd been to a strip club, and i was nervous beforehand, worrying over the ethics. but once we were inside it was fine; we were in that world, different from this one, and it didn't seem like a bad thing. though it would have been even better if some of the women looked like they were having a half-decent time.

it was a long day for us, and a long day for the dogs to be crated. still, shortly after we came home i was fed up with them and in a foul mood, and i didn't sleep much last night. i have some sort of insomnia i think.