Hi all.

After having lunch today at Quiet Storm with ... hmmm ... this man needs a nickname. Um, um ...

OK.

After having lunch today at Quiet Storm with Fuzzy Wobbly (I may decide I hate this name and change it later), and discussing this journal, I figured it was time for an update already.

Life at The East End Food Co-op is good. I've been ( Read more... )

It was so amusing to me to read what a dull and uneventful weekend so many of my LJ friends had.

Mine was anything but.

( It was a weekend full of drugs, drama, and men )

So last night.

I suppose I could write a huge entry all about last night -- about Steph and Kramer and all the bad decisions we three made yesterday morning and the night before, about dinner with lurpy, or the pre-party with lurpy and anjeelou.

Instead, I'll write about the end. About how I started crying after _ikeware left ... and I called him and explained why. ( Read more... )

Well, well. Good morning.

Last night was ... colorful.

Highlights from George's party include George collapsing on the floor and getting very emotional (he was upset he was making a scene at his party; I told him it was his 30th birthday and he was supposed to be making a drunken ass out of himself), vegetarian burritos courtesy of Sara and Lucas ( Read more... )