The following is a test. To see whether or not I'm actually logged in. ^_^; And to see what options are available for messages and what-not. So, without further ado, here's an excerpt from my journal of haiku poetry.
Journal Haiku - June 14, 2003
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Tonight we're going.
A moment's flight of fancy,
Going to the club.
2003/06/15
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Things we've heard, been told,
Girls not pretty, a dress code.
I need a shower.
2003/06/15
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New shirt. Old pants. Hat.
I'm good to go. Let's do this.
Let's go see boobies.
2003/06/15
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Stops at ATMs.
Stop at gas station. All set.
Booze and dollar bills.
2003/06/15
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Night of a full moon.
Stretch of highway in darkness.
A sign in blue, pink.
2003/06/15
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A stop at the gate.
A discussion of the rules.
Then we're past the guard.
2003/06/15
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Found a parking spot.
Turned off the engine, the lights.
We exit the car.
2003/06/15
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Signs of "Do"s and "Don't"s
Cover the front wall. We wait.
Bouncer lets us in.
2003/06/15
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Cashier by the door.
Cover charge of five dollars.
We're finally in.
2003/06/15
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A bar to our right.
Tables and chairs to our left,
Surrounding a stage.
2003/06/15
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Flashing lights. Mirrors.
Loud music. Vulgar DJ.
Naked girl, strutting.
2003/06/15
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They're real. They're fake.
She's good. She's not. Damn! That's hot!
Phew, I need a drink.
2003/06/15
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Beer on tap, bottled.
Bar or waitress, nothing's cheap.
Not even soda.
2003/07/08
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My turn at the bar.
As designated driver,
I get a free drink.
2003/06/21
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Back at our table,
Nursing a Mountain Dew. Red.
It'll do. For now.
2003/07/08
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Seats at the stage edge;
Get up close and personal.
A dollar per view.
2003/07/08
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Varied ways to tip.
At their hip, into their mouth,
Or between their breasts.
2003/06/15
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Fun to watch the crowd.
Men walk up, money in hand,
Leave, bulge in their pants.
2003/07/08
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More fun still, women.
'Specially those forced to it.
Bills in hand, squirming.
2003/07/08
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One girl at a time
On stage. Two song sets. Then gone.
Clockwork, more or less.
2003/07/08
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Strut along the edge.
Lean over. Lie back. Gyrate.
Give me your money.
2003/07/08
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Off-stage, they work still.
Roaming, table to table.
The real work, this.
2003/07/08
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They whisper softly
And invade personal space.
One thing on their minds.
2003/07/08
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A personal dance,
Up close. For forty dollars.
Sixty for two songs.
2003/07/08
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Hours pass. Girls come, go.
Diff'rent table. Diff'rent day.
It's after midnight.
2003/07/08
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Bottles bought and drunk.
Before the midnight hour.
No more after twelve.
2003/07/08
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It's kinda funny;
We've memorized their stage names.
Kinda scary, too.
2003/07/08
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Knows to groove her moves.
Nice body. Blond mane. Big breasts.
Beautiful Sunshine.
2003/07/08
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Short, dark hair. Petite.
Enthusiastic. A tease.
Sensual Raven.
2003/07/08
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Caramel. Barbie.
In our heads, those names, others,
Found lodging. Freaky.
2003/07/08
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Tips. Drinks. Entrance fee.
Not bad for a Guy's Night Out,
Should do this again.
2003/07/08
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STEP 4: WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT.
"[C]leverly say a few words of encouragement to Sailor Moon and the other senshi. [...] They will be so dazzled by these speeches of yours, they won't even notice that you disappeared...AGAIN"
- Pandora Diane MacMillan, 'Tuxedo Mask, the Token Male'