Monday, November 01, 2004
What you wear down there
I am not the kind of girl that wears frilly underwear. And I hate shopping for underwear - mostly because anything cute is ruined by the thong thing. (I could go on forever about how I hate thong underwear. I just don’t get it. I’ve heard the argument that you get used to wearing them or that it lessens the visible panty lines and what have you. If you’re so worried about panty lines, go commando already.) So I always end up with black cotton undies. Not grandma cotton undies, mind you, but pretty boring. (Oh and I hate the word panty or panties, so I say undies. In case you were wondering.)
But every once in awhile, I come across frilly undies that I can live with. Usually, they are the boy short kind, but with some sort of lacy details or what have you. I just picked up some really cute ones the other day. And I don’t know about you, but when I wear my cute undies, I totally feel sexier. Because even if no one knows you are wearing them, you do.
Last night I made the executive decision to wear a pair of cute undies. I needed to have a bit of a sexy swagger to do my costume, so it was natural to wear lacy black ones. And when I woke up this morning in Ryan’s bed, I was really glad I wore the cute ones. Because no boy should have to see a girl in her normal boring undies.
Halloween was fun…I think
Dude. I got *so* plastered last night. So plastered that I didn’t drive home and I didn’t sleep in my own bed. Yeah.
I didn’t do squat yesterday. I didn’t go to bed until after Travis got off air at 5.30 am and then Emily called me at 8, so not much sleep there. I made myself some breakfast and took a 3.5 mile walk and then proceeded to read my voter guide (yawn). So I took a nap, woke up, had dinner, and then called Travis to see if it was okay if I came over early. He was not feeling going out, but was okay with me coming over.
So I did the easy Halloween thing - Catholic school girl and went to Travis’ with a bottle of Jager and a diet Rock Star. I drank about a third of the bottle of Jager while hanging out with Travis and then rolled to Tommy’s party. Z and Rhiannon were already there - looking really cute. I think Z was supposed to be Sam Adams and Rhiannon was the St. Paulie girl. Nice. There were a bunch of Lamp people there, which was cool. I did come armed with plain and peanut M&M’s and the inside out Reese’s that Joelle eloquently spoke of the other day. So that was cool. But I bailed to go to BSC at Sidebar.
So I get to Sidebar and it is a zoo in there. Carl hooked me up with a martini and I went to find Ryan. Heather was also there, but not working, so she looked super cute in her wife beater. I hung out with Ryan and then we decided to leave to go to Lamp.
We get to Lamp and Boytoy was there. Nice. And there was more Jager to be had. And I got to sing Dido’s “Thank You”. And that’s when everything becomes a blur. Thank God for Ryan, because I was strunk*. Apparently, Ryan and I went to get La Posta and then went back to his place. And I don’t remember La Posta at all. So he was so cute, I totally crashed at his place. He even made me drink water before we went to bed. And set the alarm for me so I wasn’t late for work. What a sweetie he is.
The whole time I was driving home this morning, I just kept saying to myself WTF? How did I get so drunk? But whatever, I had a good time. At least I think I did.
Oh, and I just had to laugh that when I was driving into Tierrasanta, I saw Norma driving the other way into work. She totally noticed me and waved hi. Classic.
*strunk - adjective - derived from the words stinking drunk, to be completely plastered, so plastered you don't remember squat.
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Sunday, October 31, 2004
Saturday night quickie
I only went out for a couple of hours last night. I met Zach and Rhiannon and a couple of their friends at the Lamp for a bit. Total freak show in there, but that is what I expected. Some good costumes - two guys dressed up as the Wilson brother characters from “The Royal Tennenbaums” and the Ali G guy was spot on. But my favorite was the Kid Rock dude doing “Cowboy” perfectly. We didn’t stay long, it was crazy and I wanted to go to Ken Club.
But before I left, I got into this convo with a guy outside the Lamp. He was daring me to show him my tits, but I told him I would only show if he dropped trou. So he starts unbuckling his belt and then chickened out. What a tease. Teehee.
So I bailed to Ken Club. That crowd was fun. Lots of punk rock costumes - of course, you had your Clockwork Orange dudes and a bunch of catholic school girls. The band I went to see was Watch It Burn - their farewell show as everyone but the bass player is moving to Portland. I have known the bass player since he was in junior high - he’s one of my younger sister’s best friends. They were really loud and totally rawked the house. But I was done pretty quick, so I bailed and went home. Talked to Travis for quite a bit during his show and then drifted off to sleep.
I am still debating on if I am going to dress up tonight. I have about 11 hours to decide what I am doing. Hmmm......
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Photos galore
Figured I’d get something done tonight before I head out.
Here are pix from the last roll of film:
This was before I got really drunk that night.
Heather and Lyn in Vegas
Yes, that’s Jager in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
Me, really drunk in Vegas
From The Velvet Tongue CD release party night:
Joelle, Me and Justin at the AC
These guys are just goofy.
Travis and Justin
Later at the Lamp
Travis being goofy
Boytoy and Russ at the Lamp
Boytoy and Russ
Me and Travis
Travis gives me love
Friday, October 29, 2004
Sugar Sugar, oh honey honey
Now that I have weighed in, I don’t need to feel guilty about eating any of the crap that is in the lunchroom. Because I lost 1.6 lbs. this week and am at (drum roll, please...) 70.8 lbs. total. So since I have a new round of flex points today, I ate what I wanted.
So here’s the damage...I got these mini cupcakes and I thought I wanted one, but what I really wanted was the chocolate frosting. So I licked it off and threw the rest of it away. But I ate one of those shortbread cookies with the frosting. It was soooo good. And I am bouncing off the ceiling from the sugar.
Oh, and I am proud to say that I tricked everyone into eating No Pudge brownies. I didn’t tell anyone they were fat free brownies. And they are all gone. Not one left.
I think the candy corn and pumpkin cremes are calling to me. Yep, that will totally complete my sugar rush.
This is Halloween
Halloween is a big deal in my office. We have a parade and a contest and decorate and everything. People bring their kids in to see the decorations and they come trick or treat at our desks. Very cool. This is the first year that I haven’t dressed up. Not inspired at all. I think everyone was a bit surprised. But I am wearing a really cool t-shirt that says “The Great Transylvanian Blood Drive” with a vampire nurse on it. And they can’t complain. I baked for these guys! And my mom made adobo. Yum.
Now as far as what’s up for Halloween (thanks for reminding me Zach), Giovanna, who is the cocktail waitress at the Lamp and Tommy’s cousin, is having a party at her place in OB. Cool. And then there’s also BSC at Sidebar. And of course, Lamp is always an option. And I think I know what I am going to be...I’ll have to go dig around to see if I can do what I want. I think Travis is going to come to Giovanna’s party with me since it’s in his hood. He is going to be Buckethead. He went to KFC yesterday to get a bucket, but they didn’t have any! I may be making one from posterboard on Sunday if he doesn’t end up finding one. So, yeah...it should be a fun evening.
Him again
I do not know what is up with me and The Boy these days. He called me really early yesterday (5.30pm) to see if we were still going to catch the Hot Snakes show at the Casbah. We had planned to go when we were out on Sunday, but I hadn’t spoken to him since then. So I told him that I still wanted to go, but I had a multitude of things to do before we left. That was fine as things at the Casbah start late. So I told him I’d pick him up around 10 and that I would call him before I left the house.
I did all the things I needed to do - went to the gym, had dinner, baked brownies and cookies and got ready to go. And while I was getting ready to go, he called me again. Huh? Twice in one night? He *never* does that.
I go pick him up and he’s wearing the House of Blues beanie that I gave him. Cute. I brought him some of the cookies that I made and he was stoked about that. So we head to the Lamp for our pre-show cocktails. (Red Headed Sluts, then a JD/Coke for him and a Strawberry Cosmo for me.) And, lo and behold, Boytoy was there with girls. Funny. Because I didn’t call him because we weren’t staying and he didn’t call me because he was with girls. So we ended up hanging out with Thursday regulars, Pat and Chuck. Pat always goes to a movie on Thursdays and then meets Chuck at the Lamp. They have been married forever and are guaranteed to be there on Thursday to show me pix of their grandchildren. So Pat talked to me and the Boy for quite a bit. (More about that later...)
After our round of drinks, we headed to the Casbah. We got there and it was sold out. Damn. The Boy works with Reis aka Swami of the Hot Snakes, so he tried to call him to see if he was around to get us in. No dice. Bummer. But you know what that means....back to the Lamp.
So we get back to the Lamp and hang out for a couple more rounds. Russ was there and we had a shot with him. And I got to sing. And The Boy and I got to talk more and what have you. I guess "what have you" entails a bunch of touchy feely stuff and back scratching and me sharing my lip gloss that tastes like fruity stripe gum.
But the whole time this is happening, I am having inner dialogue because everyone that really knows me at the Lamp has been seeing me with The Boy. And until I set them straight, they think that he's who I am going out with. Pat asked me how long we've been together and I was like "What?". Once I explained, she told me that I should date him. Ha. Tommy said something about me and The Boy on Sunday. That tripped me out because he sees me in there with guys all the time and never assumes these dudes are my boyfriend. Even Boytoy was all in my grill about it. And I don't want to tell The Boy any of this because I have no idea how he'll react.
I'm trying not to be a head case about me and The Boy, but it's hard right now. We've been really good friends for such a long time. We built our relationship on the phone before we even met, and once we met, it was like we were instantly good friends. But it hasn't been all roses with him either. We fight about stuff and he has *really* pissed me off more than a few times. That being said, I cannot even begin to tell you how much I love him. And I hold back because I know that I need him in my life and I don't trust myself not to fuck it all up with him.
How's that for being complicated? My normal reaction to all of this would be to back off and let it get back to our normal phone convos and seeing him every once in awhile instead of every few days. But that's lame. I like being with him. I have fun with him.
Oh hell. Last night was a full moon. Maybe that explains everything. Right.
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