six inches forward and five inches back
Last night Sean and I had an adventure driving to Santa Monica to watch Hedwig and the Angry Inch at The Nuart theatre. After thoroughly (thanks, Jacob) cussing out MapQuest, we arrived at the theatre just in time to watch all the "freaks" come out to the show. We met up with Brian R(arrrrrrrgh), and all watched the show together. Hedwig was awesome. So was Hedwig.
Around 3am the show got out and Sean and i ended up driving to The Pantry for some late-night-early-morning goodness. I'm almost certain our waiter was doing lines of coke in the back, but how else would one be able to handle a graveyard shift waiting tables? We had chocolate cake a-la-mode and DAYAMN was it amazingly, sinfully, orgasmically delicious.
Got back to the apartment at 5:30am.
Was woken up at 2:30pm ONLY because Cardo was playing the drums downstairs.
There went my Saturday.
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I'm wearing my retainer. I'll be eating soft food all weekend.
Around 3am the show got out and Sean and i ended up driving to The Pantry for some late-night-early-morning goodness. I'm almost certain our waiter was doing lines of coke in the back, but how else would one be able to handle a graveyard shift waiting tables? We had chocolate cake a-la-mode and DAYAMN was it amazingly, sinfully, orgasmically delicious.
Got back to the apartment at 5:30am.
Was woken up at 2:30pm ONLY because Cardo was playing the drums downstairs.
There went my Saturday.
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I'm wearing my retainer. I'll be eating soft food all weekend.