When you rock hardcore, you gotta live hardcore
Hi folks out there in LJ land ... a quick and dirty update, with a more detailed one to come.
It's been a very busy weekend. A hardcore type of weekend.
Friday night was a quiet one in. And that was among the few quiet moments this weekend.
Saturday was spent in Brooklyn with Rosemary, her BFF Sarit and myself, traipsing about the Park Slope section of Brooklyn. Immediately followed by lesbo go-go at the Pousse Cafe, where I beat down an old nemesis, and slurped down dessert with Rosemary, the lovely purlewe and her lovely lady Sue.
Sunday started quiet, and then went down thrashing and speeding at the Philly Roller Girls premeire exhibition bout. I got lots of photos, and VIDEO, too. Rosemary and I then hit up the afterparty at Fluid for Fast, Cheap and Out of Control.
So yes, we're hardcore. We go from party to party? Your party's in another state? We'll be 'dere. We crush 'dat. Wit' muthafuckin' BELLZ on, so you betta come wit' it. Suckuuuuuuzzzzzzz.
Why? 'Cause we're hardcore. We party, and then party some more, with no breaks.
So far, best vacation ever, and I haven't even gotten to Disney World yet.