Richie Beavis
Tonight at the Boathouse I seriously took a reservation for a man named Richie Beavis. I hope to God he was putting me on.
Saw Transamerica at the Esquire last night with Michael and Gracie. I am so in love with those two. Good flick, too. I recommend it.
Went to Sitwell's and ran into Jenny and Randy. Saw Jake Lyon looking for some "pussy that he is going to fuck up". (I think by "fuck up" he meant "stand around with some scene folk and smoke a cigarette, angrily".)
Then Paul picked us up and drove us home, in typical, reckless fashion.
We almost died. Again.
Drank a little, but realized that I was way too buzzed for the amount of alcohol I had consumed. Ate pizza. Felt better.
...Woke up to Michael's incoherent morning ramblings and a cat laying on my face.
Hung out with Rick until work.
Drank coffee.
Worked in Carry Out all day.
Came home.
Ate soup.
Now I am performing my best friend duties on the phone with Sky-lar.
Waiting for my boy to call back.
Rubbing my aching ass and ankles.
Dreading waking up early.
Saw Transamerica at the Esquire last night with Michael and Gracie. I am so in love with those two. Good flick, too. I recommend it.
Went to Sitwell's and ran into Jenny and Randy. Saw Jake Lyon looking for some "pussy that he is going to fuck up". (I think by "fuck up" he meant "stand around with some scene folk and smoke a cigarette, angrily".)
Then Paul picked us up and drove us home, in typical, reckless fashion.
We almost died. Again.
Drank a little, but realized that I was way too buzzed for the amount of alcohol I had consumed. Ate pizza. Felt better.
...Woke up to Michael's incoherent morning ramblings and a cat laying on my face.
Hung out with Rick until work.
Drank coffee.
Worked in Carry Out all day.
Came home.
Ate soup.
Now I am performing my best friend duties on the phone with Sky-lar.
Waiting for my boy to call back.
Rubbing my aching ass and ankles.
Dreading waking up early.