current mood: spidermonkey
current song: old time relijun--vampire victim
hello, dear livejournal.
since our last meeting i have:
there goes that barely legal audition chance.
%went to san francisco and had an outrageously wild night in a hotel room, bought a lot of stuff, and ate a medically-charged cookie on the haight.
tip: eat thai food after you get stoned for the first time in a hundred years.
other tip: don't take a boring amtrak ride. don't go home and hang out with your mom. probably don't tell her you're stoned and giggle like an idiot either.
%got a new apartment eight blocks from the old one.
i'll give you the address when i figure out where it is. i'm trading in the gay methhead couple next door for a different tidy gay couple next door with sponge-painted walls. also: i have a garden to plot and a place to put all my stuff.
%got my dad's phone number.
i haven't talked to him in eight years. i've been searching for a way to contact him forever and when it just dropped into my lap i didn't quite know what to do with it. still don't, in fact.
%greeted vladimir back from mexico.
this was less than ten minutes ago. i don't know what i will do with this hip world traveller now that i have him safely back in my clutches.
i spent my entire birthday crying [at work, somtimes] except for a few brief moments when i remembered that i have a very nice fella who bought me a beautiful and fucking incredibly expensive flower arrangement. ( it kind of looks like thisCollapse )
i fucking hate birthdays, they cloud my little brain into delusions that i have no friends when really, i have a gaggle and they're all very good and kind people. i get all drama queeny and it's stupid. now i'm going to be with two of my bestest friends.
PS: KARL BLAU IS PERFORMING AT SOME KID'S HOUSE THIS SUNDAY. I AM GOING, YES? i have not been this excited to actually go to any sort of show in forever. i hope to have him sign that shirt i made with his picture on it that says "I BRAKE FOR KARL BLAU". i'm so excited i just peed my pants.