You guys are finally posting again!
I hate PMS, it makes me feel crazy. My poor mother and sister had to deal with me today, I know they know I don't mean HALF the stuff I say...so hopefully they weren't TOO offended. I think about every two seconds I either uttered the phrase "Suck it" "Jump up my butt", or "Don't make me light you on fire". Kinda scary...but it will be all over soon.
As for this weekend, I went to see my friend Devin on friday. We partied at Cafe' Tu Tu Tango in Buckhead for his 21st. I adore him more than life. He is the giggliest gay man I have ever known. I think the highlight of the night was when he got up to the karaoke mic and sang Bohemian Rhapsody with four of his friends. I have never laughed so hard in my LIFE.
On saturday I say Jay Clifford, the lead singer of Jump Little Children, solo at Eddie's Attic. We were SO CLOSE. Front row, at our own reserved table..it was amazing. He was phenomenal. I got to speak with him for about two seconds after the show and got a picture with him. He doesn't seem to be the warmest man in the world which kind of bummed me out, and when I saw the pictures...he looked like a maniac. No trace of a smile and crazy eyes...oh well, I looked cute.
Later that night Chaka was to arrive from Australia and we had plans to meet up for coffee....she bailed on me because of jet lag. I was crushed. I haven't seen her for SIX months, and now...who knows how much longer it will be, we live almost two hours away from each other, and I work all the time. Oh well, at least she's not half a world away anymore.
Father's day was good but mind numbingly boring. We were planning on seeing a movie, but my mom's pork roast took hours longer than she expected. It took 12 hrs...LITERALLY. We ended up watching re-runs of Dead Like Me and had hotdogs for dinner. When the meat was done, we finally had some. We called it midnight meat...man that could be taken wrong.
Now...new agenda on my list, find time off for a teeny vacation with my mom, Mandy and Gracie. I NEED one.
As for this weekend, I went to see my friend Devin on friday. We partied at Cafe' Tu Tu Tango in Buckhead for his 21st. I adore him more than life. He is the giggliest gay man I have ever known. I think the highlight of the night was when he got up to the karaoke mic and sang Bohemian Rhapsody with four of his friends. I have never laughed so hard in my LIFE.
On saturday I say Jay Clifford, the lead singer of Jump Little Children, solo at Eddie's Attic. We were SO CLOSE. Front row, at our own reserved table..it was amazing. He was phenomenal. I got to speak with him for about two seconds after the show and got a picture with him. He doesn't seem to be the warmest man in the world which kind of bummed me out, and when I saw the pictures...he looked like a maniac. No trace of a smile and crazy eyes...oh well, I looked cute.
Later that night Chaka was to arrive from Australia and we had plans to meet up for coffee....she bailed on me because of jet lag. I was crushed. I haven't seen her for SIX months, and now...who knows how much longer it will be, we live almost two hours away from each other, and I work all the time. Oh well, at least she's not half a world away anymore.
Father's day was good but mind numbingly boring. We were planning on seeing a movie, but my mom's pork roast took hours longer than she expected. It took 12 hrs...LITERALLY. We ended up watching re-runs of Dead Like Me and had hotdogs for dinner. When the meat was done, we finally had some. We called it midnight meat...man that could be taken wrong.
Now...new agenda on my list, find time off for a teeny vacation with my mom, Mandy and Gracie. I NEED one.