Boy Diaries

This is my ultimate favorite "Boy Diaries" moment that I lived last night at La Cita. A couple of friends and I were celebrating a friend's birthday there. The evening started with an awesome Mix tape that I made for my friend and this nice picture frame that I got her, because she enjoys taking pictures. I was very happy that she liked her present, because she opened it in the car. This time we didn't get lost going to the place we had directions. We played the Mix Tape that was titled:

Ready Press Play

1.Rebel Girl                                  Bikini Kill

2.Date With The Night                  Yeah Yeah Yeah's

3.Call Your Girlfriend                     Robyn

4.Patins                                          CSS

5.Yes, I Want To Lose Control      Luna is Honey

6.Abducted                                    Cults

7.669 (I don't know if you know)    Neon Indian

8.The Only Place                            Best Coast

9.Let's Go Surfing                           The Drums

10. I Won't Share You                    The Smiths

I am not going to ramble on, but when you are single and trying to find someone to potentially date perhaps, a club is not the place to meet someone. This used to be my mentality until the coolest thing happen last night. My friends and I we were hanging out in the patio area talking and laughing and there were a lot of attractive men, but of course some were already taken. We did get approached by some guy thinking that I was a friend of his called Rebecca and wanting to know if we wanted to join his party, but my friend politely declined the offer, because we had our own party going on. 

The music was beaming people were dancing, talking, and drinking. I thought for a moment that the night was going to turn pretty awesome with all of us dancing not anticipating to talk to any of the men there or waiting for someone to ask me to dance. (I have already establish that I can dance by myself.) We continue hanging out in the patio and we see the security guy kick out some guy that was being disruptive the nice thing that my friend took me out of the way avoiding me getting knocked down.

Let me fast forward to the moment that I hear the song of "Joy Division" starting and I tell my friend let's dance and we go. I truly luv the song "Transmission"... We start danciiing and having the best time when out of nowhere this guy with a denim jacket and white shirt is dancing next to us, but eventually he moves to dance with me. I had seen him a couple of times passing by just thinking that he had a cool style, but it was soo cool that he wasn't shy to dance. I was having a blast, because this never happens in my regular life, so this was icing on the cake. Then the dj changes it up and puts Devo's song "Whip It." Then the guy that I was dancing with tells me about some book that the band makes reference to that inspired the song "Gravity's Rainbow." I reply with "I didn't know that, but that's a good reference to know." We continue dancing and the song ends, by this point the other guy tells us "high five" to my friend and I for dancing with him. ( I totally high five him, because I wanted to "high five" someone that night.) The happy man leaves us and that is when the guy approaches me and we start talking. 

My friend leaves to hang out with our friends, so we are in the middle of the dance floor talking. He was an illustrator that only works in black and white. I was really interested in his art work and of course I had to ask the question if he was a "frustrated artist" and he sounded genuine when he said that sometimes when people take credit for things he has done. I think the biggest highlight of the conversation was that he likes to read books and he was intelligent. He wasn't boring at all I was just curious about the type of art he made.
He does glass blowing, sews, printmaking...etc. A total Renaissance Man of this century. Then it was time to leave the patio area and go inside the club and we walked together and I asked him what his name was and  he said "Daniel" and I told him my name and we shook hands.

I had to leave him for a moment, because I had to find my friends and then the Birthday Girl was not feeling to awesome and we had to go. So if anyone knows this "Daniel" that went to La Cita last night or likes going to Punky Reggae can you guys let him know that I forgot to say "Thank You" for dance and that I truly will like to be his friend. Let him read this blog so he will know who it is. "Looking for Daniel!"