I've been feeling a little uneasy lately, and I can't quite put my finger on why. I even took one of those pregnancy tests, just to be sure. I mean, I take my precautions, but you never know when things get a little rough. Does that even make a difference? I have absolutely no idea, but better safe than sorry. The world really doesn't need another version of me. Although, it would be an insanely beautiful one.
Maybe it's my new camera. I've been looking at the world through different eyes lately, and while its menu system is vastly improved, I still find myself completely lost half the time. It really would've been convenient if they'd handed out beauty and brains at the same counter, but given the choice, I still think I picked the right one.
Whatever it is, I haven't quite figured it out yet. But one thing that always helps is seeing all of you and having a fabulous time together. And that's exactly what happened at Berlin Klein yesterday.
The place was busier than I've ever seen it, and it's moments like those when it really shows itself from its best angle. I won't subject you to another sermon about oversized venues. You've heard that gospel often enough by now. But I absolutely adore the intimacy of a well-designed club.
I also noticed that my praise of Bubbles earlier that day hadn't gone entirely unnoticed. Cat showed up, dragging Bubs along as though she was trying to pawn him off on someone. The poor fellow promptly made a run for the stairs, presumably to get a better view of what he'd gotten himself into. He wasn't even spinning yesterday, so I can only assume they’d come to inspect the consequences of my admiration.
The booth belonged to Roux, whom I'd only just seen the day before at Freakout. And now here she was, treating us to a wonderfully chic selection of tunes. I do love a woman who gets around. Professionally, of course.
Two hours of proper clubbing, a packed little venue, fabulous music and all you wonderful people around me.
Really, what more could a girl ask for before the weekend?
Well, apart from a negative pregnancy test and a camera manual written for beautiful people.
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