Fiddlesticks
Eric and I made our way up to Asheville on Friday to visit Woohoo. We were supposed to go to a drag show Friday night, but Woohoo had to take her Freddy to the emergency room and of course, they ended up having to wait for five hours. Still, it was great to finally see Woohoo again and meet Freddy, who's delightful.
Saturday was good; we walked around and shopped in lingerie and vintage stores, and I got a ladybug headband and a FANTASTIC skirt. Saturday night we met up with George at a suprise going away party for him. Tommy was there, and he seems just the same. And George apparently likes boys now, which is interesting. So he met up with us later on at Scandals, after we did get to see the drag show, and we all danced for a while, and I'm wondering if that's why my armpit muscles are sore. Hm. Also, some old queen at the gay club drank my effing drink.
The lame part was really Eric and I getting back to Woohoo's apartment drunk at 3:30 and having to leave at 7am Sunday morning so I could be back in time to go to work. I slept for like 2 hours. Plus, his car wouldn't start and he had to call AAA for a jump. Anyway, I had a nice time. But not at work. I was really tired, and I had to work for eleven hours.
P.S. Last night before passing out from exhaustion I watched Tony Jaa's new movie, The Protector, and I LOVED it!!! Within 15 minutes of inserting the disc into the DVD player I was watching a great boat chase with collapsing houses and explosions. Plus, it had a really cute baby elephant in the story. In one fight scene, you follow him up this enormous spiral staircase, with people jumping at him and getting their arms broken or getting thrown off he staircase, and it's all one shot! He probably kicks a good thirty asses in one single edit. Think of the choreography!
Saturday was good; we walked around and shopped in lingerie and vintage stores, and I got a ladybug headband and a FANTASTIC skirt. Saturday night we met up with George at a suprise going away party for him. Tommy was there, and he seems just the same. And George apparently likes boys now, which is interesting. So he met up with us later on at Scandals, after we did get to see the drag show, and we all danced for a while, and I'm wondering if that's why my armpit muscles are sore. Hm. Also, some old queen at the gay club drank my effing drink.
The lame part was really Eric and I getting back to Woohoo's apartment drunk at 3:30 and having to leave at 7am Sunday morning so I could be back in time to go to work. I slept for like 2 hours. Plus, his car wouldn't start and he had to call AAA for a jump. Anyway, I had a nice time. But not at work. I was really tired, and I had to work for eleven hours.
P.S. Last night before passing out from exhaustion I watched Tony Jaa's new movie, The Protector, and I LOVED it!!! Within 15 minutes of inserting the disc into the DVD player I was watching a great boat chase with collapsing houses and explosions. Plus, it had a really cute baby elephant in the story. In one fight scene, you follow him up this enormous spiral staircase, with people jumping at him and getting their arms broken or getting thrown off he staircase, and it's all one shot! He probably kicks a good thirty asses in one single edit. Think of the choreography!