people and events of this weekend...

FRIDAY

got off work a few hours early to get a headstart on the holiday weekend, but ended up taking a nap because my sinuses were angry with me. half-sleepingly watched thoroughly modern millie because i'm slightly in love with julie andrews.

danced alone in my room to saint etienne.

my snoopy shirt and i headed to black cat for hard tomorrows. my peeps weren't there yet, so i waited for the club to fill a little before i went in to get a drink, lest i appear a sad alcoholic drinking alone at the bar.

avoided a gaggle of fussily dressed, primping underage girls in too much makeup. went upstairs. a recently peroxided patrick was bartending and came over to make pleasant conversation.

talked to rob from hard tomorrows for a second. shook his mom's hand. got a pin and a CD.

talked reproductive organs with bexpress, kimcakes, and ben bonaparte. engaged in some friendly public humping, although none of our essential bits came into contact since we're all respectable people.

misinterpreted signals and difficult conversation with the pink conversed one. such a shame. but totally his loss - tickets for the l-train are quite hard to come by.

high-fives and hugs from a superbly coiffed fellow in kelly green.

met a fellow i've dubbed The Ab Slapper. slaps my abs to hear the sound.

sketchy mcsketcherson attempted to put his hand in my mouth. was not amused.

lots of air kisses blown to me from across the room from a boy with heavy eyelids and a syd barrett (meh) t-shirt.

a kiss on each cheek from a ginger and the aforementioned heavy-lidded boy.

warm embraces and slow-dances to the pixies.

my car.

saint-ex after closing. sparkling eyes. lots of giggling and gossip with kim.

told some strangers outside all my business.

an oompa loompa bit me on the ass.

skipping down the street, arm-in-arm with my mekon delta, filled with love and rum.


SATURDAY


the cat again, but this time with my favorite rockabilly. much giggling and ego-stroking.

ran into The Ab Slapper again. good thing i have abs of steel and don't bruise easily.

3/5 of los bonapartes arrived. drunk-speak about digital stalking.

my girl-love arrived and there was lots of hugging and "i love you"s

had a shot i really didn't need.

talked old country and shakespearean language with the ginger.

a wildly curly boy could not stop with the lil' jon exclamations... WWWHHHHAAAATTTT?!

debauch.

creeped out by a shadow-lurker.

awoke to hilarious voicemails from my lanky texan conservative, the rockabilly, and my high school chum.

record shuffling and (very poor) guitar strumming.

delicious thai.


SUNDAY - NOW


detox...

Currently listening : Side Streets Pt.2 By Saint Etienne Release date: By 07 June, 2005