cinco de mayo + kittehs!
Thursday, we went to a barcade - meaning super dive bar (so dive it didn't even have a sign out front) full of old school arcade games. It was fun but the novelty (no pun) wore off pretty quickly. We went to the Sprinkles 24 hour cupcake ATM, waited in line for a bit but ultimately had to bail because we had to pee and also the line was v long. :( :( We had met up at Brit's house beforehand and I died because she game out in this mini skirt and we were all ~oh la la~ about it and she was like, "this is my ~SLUTEVER~ skirt". lol I had never heard that expression before, I died, I died.
Friday we went down into Venice to get dinner at the food trucks - I decided I really really love Venice and when I come back to live for real, it will probably be there.
Cinco de Mayo was a blast - one of Lindsey's local uni friends had a party, there were like 12 of us who went to a park. We played drunk kickball, meaning the offensive team always had to have their beer in their hands, kick the ball and run with it and try not to spill. WELL, I had a pretty spectacular moment where I was running into first base, slipped on something and fell flat on my ass. Then on my back. Then on my head. It was a three-point fall. I didn't spill! Until I stood up lol. It was all good, I got so many high fives and was commended on the fact that I managed to salvage the liquor through all that turmoil. My ass just hurts, that's all.
(pardon the shitty iPhone photo. But damn am I ever glad I didn't bring my real camera lol)
There was a girl there who had cut a pinata in half and taped it to her body like she was riding a pinata horse. I died. She too played kickball, and kept the costume on. There was a brilliant moment where she was in the field and the ball was kicked, airborne, right to her, but she couldn't catch it and we all just watched it hit the horse in the face lol. We also played bocce ball! We walked back to Connor's apartment and then margaritas and patron shots happened, and I got so drunk that I RESPONDED TO MY OWN TEXT thinking it was from someone else. I was having a text conversation about Cinco de Mayo, and I asked "You drunk yet?" I checked my phone like an hour later, saw it, thought the green bubble was actually directed TOWARD me, so I replied "Lol yes." I can't, I can't. I ended up on the floor at some point, I still have not figured out why. We played an awesome game of musical flip cup - like musical chairs except you had to dance around the table and when the music stopped, you had to grab the beer cup nearest you, down it, and then flip it until it landed on its lip. Last person to successfully flip was out. There was beer everywhere lmao.
And then, AND THEN! We gave a couple a ride home and we were all SCREAMING Celine Dion in the car, it was the most liberating thing. Then Lindsey and I came home, got high, and fell asleep on the futon to Celine Dion's A New Day concert. It was a banner fucking evening. I felt like absolute ass the next day.
~ ♥ ~
Yesterday I took photos of kitties that need to be adopted! This girl, Kari, she's fostering three tiny kittens for the next week or so and then she's taking them on the ~adoption circuit~ and wanted photos for their website. I get to see so many adorable/amazing things just by being a photographer, I love it so much. OH MY GOD SO CUTE SO CUTE I ALMOST TOOK ONE HOME:
I was laying on the floor with my macro lens on, and then one of the kitties walked right up to me and started CLIMBING UP MY HIP and was just walking all over the place! Scratching at my Mario shirt and swatting at my hair and walking down my leg, I CANNOT. I DON'T EVEN CARE FOR CATS, YOU GUYS. BUT OH MY GOD SO TINY. And one of them had a bunch of litter stuck in her paw! So we called her Shit Toe and Kari had to clip it all out, oh my god. And there was one who always likes to play by himself, she says he literally just entertains himself in his little corner. I WANTED THEM ALLLLLLLL.
Friday we went down into Venice to get dinner at the food trucks - I decided I really really love Venice and when I come back to live for real, it will probably be there.
Cinco de Mayo was a blast - one of Lindsey's local uni friends had a party, there were like 12 of us who went to a park. We played drunk kickball, meaning the offensive team always had to have their beer in their hands, kick the ball and run with it and try not to spill. WELL, I had a pretty spectacular moment where I was running into first base, slipped on something and fell flat on my ass. Then on my back. Then on my head. It was a three-point fall. I didn't spill! Until I stood up lol. It was all good, I got so many high fives and was commended on the fact that I managed to salvage the liquor through all that turmoil. My ass just hurts, that's all.
(pardon the shitty iPhone photo. But damn am I ever glad I didn't bring my real camera lol)
There was a girl there who had cut a pinata in half and taped it to her body like she was riding a pinata horse. I died. She too played kickball, and kept the costume on. There was a brilliant moment where she was in the field and the ball was kicked, airborne, right to her, but she couldn't catch it and we all just watched it hit the horse in the face lol. We also played bocce ball! We walked back to Connor's apartment and then margaritas and patron shots happened, and I got so drunk that I RESPONDED TO MY OWN TEXT thinking it was from someone else. I was having a text conversation about Cinco de Mayo, and I asked "You drunk yet?" I checked my phone like an hour later, saw it, thought the green bubble was actually directed TOWARD me, so I replied "Lol yes." I can't, I can't. I ended up on the floor at some point, I still have not figured out why. We played an awesome game of musical flip cup - like musical chairs except you had to dance around the table and when the music stopped, you had to grab the beer cup nearest you, down it, and then flip it until it landed on its lip. Last person to successfully flip was out. There was beer everywhere lmao.
And then, AND THEN! We gave a couple a ride home and we were all SCREAMING Celine Dion in the car, it was the most liberating thing. Then Lindsey and I came home, got high, and fell asleep on the futon to Celine Dion's A New Day concert. It was a banner fucking evening. I felt like absolute ass the next day.
~ ♥ ~
Yesterday I took photos of kitties that need to be adopted! This girl, Kari, she's fostering three tiny kittens for the next week or so and then she's taking them on the ~adoption circuit~ and wanted photos for their website. I get to see so many adorable/amazing things just by being a photographer, I love it so much. OH MY GOD SO CUTE SO CUTE I ALMOST TOOK ONE HOME:
I was laying on the floor with my macro lens on, and then one of the kitties walked right up to me and started CLIMBING UP MY HIP and was just walking all over the place! Scratching at my Mario shirt and swatting at my hair and walking down my leg, I CANNOT. I DON'T EVEN CARE FOR CATS, YOU GUYS. BUT OH MY GOD SO TINY. And one of them had a bunch of litter stuck in her paw! So we called her Shit Toe and Kari had to clip it all out, oh my god. And there was one who always likes to play by himself, she says he literally just entertains himself in his little corner. I WANTED THEM ALLLLLLLL.