Another meme

Blatantly stolen from eclips1st:

Tell me why I'm currently on your friends list and I'll tell you why you're on mine.

[NON BLOG] Tuesday Night

I was listening to Tatu's version of the Smiths' "How Soon Is Now?" while I continued checking TA papers. (Three-quarters done, thank you, and they're rather good.) Now, I'm all in favour of subsidizing comely young Russian teenage "lesbians," but their cover butchers the sublime original, with Marr's guitar and Morissey's vocals. (Incidentally, while I was waiting to pick up another inhaler to control my rough, I read an article in the latest issue of GQ that was a combined interview with and fashion shoot of Morrissey. Well, given a long enough period of time anything can happen.) Both versions, though, have the same lyrics, including this verse:

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die

Fortunately, this verse lost whatever predictive power it once had over me, at least Tuesday night. Five of us went to Tango, ate and drank martinis, staying there until midnight; after that, we went to one of our number's apartment by the Princess Street Tim Horton's, and then walked up to dance at A.J.'s until we were chased away at 2:30, The whole episode was surprisingly enjoyable. I'll have to do it again.