Had a brilliant time at Cafe Saint-Ex last night. Its a great asset for the nieghborhood, nicely designed, reasonable prices, great music, friendly staff, interesting mixed crowd, and very convenient for me.
One purpose of the evening was to fix up Biddy and F. I knew things weren't going to work out when as soon as we got there Little K called Biddy and rather dimly invited him to join us. Also F apaprently disappeared according to MJ when she arrived but then it urned out to be a miscommunication and he had waited out in the heat at Foggy bottom for almost an hour for her earlier. He's a real gentleman and drove all the way from Virginia even though he was annoyed. But of course Little K was there and was suddenly being all territorial and possesive of Biddy. And biddy tyhroughout the evening kept on saying she wanted to kiss Little K which is just retarded when I was kindly trying to fix her up with F.
We started out upstairs and then moved to the downstairs room to a table. Oh, and Susie came. I had a real fun time and felt like a happy attractive person for a change.
There was a group of what looked like college students across from us and a drunk annoying girl who was falling out of her little top and little dress and flip-flops and grinding and rubbing all over a drunk dumb guy. We just thought that was stupid and I tried to take a picture with my camera but it was too dark. But as the evning progressed it got very disturbing as she was really really drunk and practically passing out on top of him and no one was taking care of her not even her "friends." I'm sure she will not remember anything and we were worried and alarmed so I aske dthe waiter to look into it. Someone finally took her away.
Biddy, K, and Susie had long left by this point because they are lame. It will not be a love match for Biddy and F.
Then I went home and hung out with Indonesian girl and her Morrocan boyfriend who evidently just got his MBA and is no longer a waiter. I lent them my Jane Birkin Arabesque CD.