my head hurts
Well...I'm 45+1 day now. Ben's in bed still, and not here to show me for the forty-hundreth time how to post a pic in my journal, so you'll have to do without, possums. Yesterday was alot of fun and fairly lowkey. The Northeast Icky Weather System has settled on Oz here at the end of the Cape...so we spent the day shopping, eating, drinking, and generally being lazy. Not a bad way to spend one's birthday. Last night was the big Vault-at-Large party...which was a blast. But before we headed over there, we went to Bearioke with Miss Richfield 1981- a popular drag celebutante here in Oz- to hear my friend Jack belt out a number or two. Jack has all kinds of musical theater background and an amazing voice..so it was very cool to see him knock the crowd out with a rousing Billy Joel song (no..NOT The Piano Man). I had worked my way up to the edge of the stage to watch..and at the end of his number he says "you know Miss Richfield.....it's my friend's birthday today..." Oh Jesus..oh hell...and yeah- he dragged me on stage. Miss R put a birthday-cake hat thingy on me..."interviewed" me...then sang some crazy-ass song- all to much hooting and hollering from about 5-600 messy drunky bears. FORTUNATELY it was about the only time no one had a camera with them, so I'm relatively sure my stupid ass aint gonna show up on here wearing that hat.
Anywho, possums- I'm going to go "take a nap". Long night ending up at the Sidewalk Sale browsing the markdown racks. As Miss Cho said "this shit's gotta go!" haha
Two posts in 24 hours...take that!@
Luv
BBDG
Anywho, possums- I'm going to go "take a nap". Long night ending up at the Sidewalk Sale browsing the markdown racks. As Miss Cho said "this shit's gotta go!" haha
Two posts in 24 hours...take that!@
Luv
BBDG