I love fabulously long weekends... Friday had a good lunch in K-town with coworkers, only to lead into a foodcoma, but good thing we got to jet out a bit early. My supavizah is awesome!(go Garr-bare*) Mostly due to half the peeps not being here cuz of the animeXpo and it being oh such a sunny day. Finally got a car wash after, hmm... 5 months!!! Got home to find out that or poor little Hatchi gurl has got the runs, and her poor mental brother 'Slow-Poe' doesn't have the common sense to NOT step in his sistah's mudbutt-ers. Gawd damn stinky kittys!!! spent time cleaning doo-doo paws
Saturday, drove to J-town to find the special ceremony envelopes for Junki & Linda's oriental wedding. Got a new mini mag and a yummy curry lunch with dy. I also completed my mission on finding this certain lotion for my face. Got sukkahed into buying the cleanser as well to get the free gift and ended up blowing 70$$$$!!!!!!! Hopefully this will last me a long time. And all i could think about was finding a place to dye my hair this dark mousey brown color. Gotta give josh a call sometime this week. Went to Yamashiro resturant that evening and got to sit out on the koi pond garden patio for the ceremony/reception. The whole wedding was frickin awesome! They had lion dancers (linda's chinese), Kodo drummers (junki's japanese), a sake ceremony with awesome sake, and we were all but waiting for ninja's to fall from the sky and junki to transform into a gundam. hahhaa but yeah, the food was excellent, and we got to take home little bamboo plants. If i have a wedding, it would totally wish for something like that. Dy and Skillz were dismayed by the lack of festive ceremonies in their heritage. Basically pointing out the fact that being white was so boring. We all tried to brainstorm for Mong-e's and Skillz' wedding next year. Thank god hawaii has all these kind of wedding tradition things that leach off all these other cultures! Got home to a stinky house of stink.
Sunday, hauled ass to get more kitty litter, and stocked up on our grind-age for the next day. Kleaned the kitties boxes, and got ready to head over to the OC. I started having my doubts preleaving. Should have known to trust my instincts. Got to the very lovely, but whitebread community of dy's friends' neighborhood round 5-ish. the blockparty was about to take off, dogs were running around, little blond kids where going nutz on skateboards and slip n' slides. Granted, i was a little J of not growing up in a safe neighborhood like that, but after 2 hours of this and chowing down on nachos, hotdogs, chips n' crap, i was ready to meet up with mr. Eff. He was shopping at nordstroms. Too many kids with no manners made me go insane. Hours go by. Days go by. I was ready to head back. Monge was ready to headback. Dy was ready to head back... but we didn't. The guys got together to talk shop and shite. 9pm rolled by and I took awalk round the 'hood by myself. One cop car passed by me 5 TIMES, probably wondering why this asian girl is walking around the krackahood at 10'oclock at nite. Got back and Mr Eff finally shows up round 11-ish. We catch a ride back with him to hollywierd to our pad, drink, test out his new toy (a breathalizer) and watch southpark...
Monday get up midday, start cooking up the meal, everyone calls their rents, and we eat fat new york steaks with corn on the cob while watching Team America. God Bless da UsA.
My plan to redeem my eating habit is failing miserably and will have to hold off with being on a good diet till next week (maybe). Last nite was spent drinking beer with spiked popcorn, drinking more at Little Cave, and topping off with a drive by at Tommy's burgers for a chili cheeseburger. All this to celebrate Rudi's REAL bday!!! Today after work ther will be another drink-fest at St.Nick's for a dear coworker's departure from the company. And on Saturday, I gots me a wedding at Yamashiro's in the hollywood hillz... and ofcourse, the meatsofevil for the 4th on monday.
Oh what a weekend to be had. Pretty much from thursday evening till sunday nite, assumed the role of a glutton and ate wonderful, terrible things that probably most people in LA would never eat in a year, or even their entire life time! Should I list my sins or keep them hidden? I plan on eating really humbly for this week, only to top it off again with a kardiak-attack 4th of july. And my excuse for such a binge? Celebrating Rudi's bday in Vegas-BABY-Vegas!!!! My sins be X-posed, let me count thy wayz...
Thursday : Dinner, 1 clear cosmo, bread, calamari, stuffed mushrooms, chicken-somthing (with cheese on it), beef medallions, vanilla ice cream profiteroles, ny cheesecake.
Friday: my ghetto fried rice (made with tobasco spam, bacon, corn, and rice), 2 pepsis, kakimochi, iso peanuts, beef jerky, an in'n'out cheesburger meal, 5 lemon drop shots and a red bull chaser, ----> heading into saturday morning
Saturday: new york steak and eggs and nachos.2nd breakfast was some whipped cream from Rudi's sundae,cornedbeef hash and eggs, hashbrowns and a side of crispy bacon with an orange juice. For dinner it was 2 mojitos, popcorn rock shrimp, bread, crabcakes, garlic prawns, chive-mashpotatoes, butter wilted spinach, and mac n' cheese. Couldn't handle and went to bed while others stayed up to gamble.
Sunday: Banana nut muffin, and single shot latte, water, rasberry iced tea, rootbeer float, more beef jerky, 1/2-can pringles, pork rinds, more beef jerky and water (it was a mad hot 100 degrees!) Then finally chicken cutlet curry w/ rice and a boba milk tea for dinner.
Yes, I have sinned...
That's it. I'm a momma of 2 kitties now. For those of you who didn't receive my mass email yet of pics, I appologize. I really need to update my email contact list. Here is a pic of the babies. More will follow I'm sure and I'm contemplating just starting a new blog called,"crazy cat-girl diary"...
I was so J this morning. The King Tut exhibit opened up today at the LACMA. I could view the opening seremonies taking place on the field of the museum which is right next to the parking lot I use for work. Yep, I work directly across the street from there. For over a month, I watch a slow setup of a giant white tent, and other accomodations get built on the grassy lawn. Anywayz, as I dashed from my car (already 10 mins late for work), people dressed in suits and stuff made their way across to the festivities. I so wanted to follow them and enjoy the a brief life of the 'privlaged'. Damnit, there were no guards or anything either and tons of people! I could also get a good view from our office kitchen, leaving me to ponder more what wonderful wonders were being held under the mysterious white tent.
Checked out BarSinister last nite. It was pretty kool, reminded me of subclub or sexopolis. Dy waxed back his hair, and i couldn't help teasing that he looked like a vato with his black mexican/wedding shirt on. I kept trying to get him to wear a hairnet to complete the look. Before he changed shirts, he had on this other black longsleeve fitted one, that made him look oh so german... the place wasn't that packed, the girl band was actually really good, besides the fact she looked like a wacked-out avrillavangegeegee whatevahz. Met up with cherub-Rulaan + dominatrix-wifee, Jake, &daVidicus. Oh and some jewishgurl he knew who was nice and friendly, but totally selfconscious about her weight. How did i know? She kept telling me every 5 mins how she wasn't use to being this big and before this use to be skinny all her life, and how she hated weighing over 200pounds blah, blah, blah... And i guess standing next to Davidycus doesn't help. The man wears children's underwear. She should meet Kitkat. that should cure her of her "i'm getting sooo fat" whine... gawd, seriously kat, enough already. U are not frickin fat! Well, maybe in the head....
Also, i've been contemplating taking a quick trip back home in august. Not sure if i'll be able to for the holidayz das why... Et-chan's leaving for japan in like 2 frickin dayz. Hope everything goes well with her and familia.
Last nite, i consumed the muscle mass of a bolvine in the form of a wonderfully cooked new york steak, and this morning i was informed that i am slowly taking overy Rudi's mind. What is this power that flows through my being?
i totally forgot. Today is me and dy's 3yrs anni. ooops!! But i was on 'auto-bitch' mode with him earlier on the phone, he thought something was up, racked his brain, realized, and came home 'early' (9:30pm) with a big bouquet of red roses in a pretty vase. I was suprised, then embarressed that i forgot. I would like to credit my subconscious for this, but it really did slip my mind. Hopefully we can plan something fun for the weekend.
Many things to report this past weekend. Friday got to kick it with the gurlz at zanzabarrr for some house/lounge/funk. It was awesome to get your dance on after a long hiatus of no action. Ya know what i mean... It was my first time there, considering i've been livin(?) here how long?!?! It was kool, the joint was bumpin, and i even battled rudi during technotronic's Pump up the Jam. Spacey is such a crazy dancer. she was swinging herself all over the place. No wonder she likes to keep her hair short.
Saturday me and dy spent a good part of the day oogling at the adoption kitties at the pet store. I am going through stinky kitty withdraw and daydream of squishing mistress's head or poking at her butt and making her meow at me repeatedly annoyed. Dy was getting all maternal, cuz the nite before, he encountered some strays at a bar he was at and watched one of the little buggers get caught in the gate only to wiggle out to escape into the nite. That evening we went to Sticky-chan's wedding. She was soo fabulous, and the reception was lovely. She had a lot of pretty asian friends (including myself ohohoho*). Got to see most of the ol' gang, meet significant others and eat things I have never ate before. This is my list of weird shite i got to try: jellyfish, duck liver, sharkfin soup, and some kind of 'dessert' consisting of redbeans and lotus root. Oh yeah, the roasted chicken platter held also the deepfried head of the bird. Awesome* dy and i were contemplating coating it in the chocolate fountain on hand.
Sunday, me and karebear headed up to the valley for a ho'olaulea and man was that place jumpin! There was choke people and you could tell they were pretty local. We were on a mission, to buy as much grinds as possible. I'm stupid and lazy and didn't bother going to the bank before hand. I owe kbear-mafia money now... but yeah, i scored some *BOILED PEANUTS* (hahahha rudi, go be J), laulaus, and kalua pig. Kbear made off like a bandit with her bag of malasadas, kalua pig, lemon peel, seeds, and was real close to getting some poke, but saw how much a rip it was (container super chisai). And they had this small petting zoo filled with goats, sheep, a small pony, and LLAMAS!!! I wish i could own a lamah! Sucha freakin weird looking animal!
Last nite, me, dy, mr. eff, and pixiegirl went to the STEREO TOTAL show at the knitfact. The gossip opened for them and as usual, when you least expect something great, wonderful-magical things occur. Gossip was kicking ass and taking names. So much that i went and go a shirt and a cd in support. The singer, Beth, could wail like there was no tomorrow. And she screamed very well! Lots of funky lines and soul. Better then the whitestripes, they got eveyone groovin' and jivin'. Even my whiteboy was gettin' down.
Mr.eff and pixie showed up right when ST was about to hit the stage. I bought a round of kamakazi shots, which pixie didn't dare touch. she spent the begining of the show puking in the benjo. I was pretty smashed by mid performance. The fuking soundguy kept shutting down the music when kids took to the stage and dance alongside the duo. They seemed fine with it, but the dick wouldn't turn the sound back on until peeps left the stage. At one point, they had this nerdy couple up on stage doing their nerdy dance, it was great. I kept having these random thoughts of genius, probably figured out a cure for cancer, but forgot them by morning... I have to really invest in a voice recorder incase it happens again. Dy recognized some dude by his plaid pants from his art classes in college back in virginia. I pushed him to talk to him and found out he is in the band shootthelights out and invited us to watch him play next week. Small fuking world.
Still feeling the nite, we crossed the street to BANG for more dancing and drinking. Starr called and we tried to lecture him to stay home, he being in a brace and all. I bought another round for the peeps and am currently afraid to view my online statement. I think i spent about 100$ in drinks total *tear*. The music was okay, and some dumb chick kept knocking into me and dy on the dancefloor and literally half of our clothes were wet and sticky from the spilt kamakazis. Shite, we left feeling all gross and headed over to Freds for food. Got a missed call from STarr and found out he just got to the club. Missed him by that much. We ordered these butterly breakfast sandwiches and a side of crispy bacon. The waiter looked at my face and said, 'ya know your sandwich already has bacon in it.' And dy replied, 'girl loves her bacon, she needs her side of it...' and i kept repeating to him, 'please, i need it crispy, I want it crispy' Lord knows i won't eat soggy/soft bacon. It is the devil.
The trip to Ixtapa was just what we needed. I feel so refreshed, tan, healthy, and happy. Here's a little spin of our short adventure in Mexico.
Thurs - Woke up at 3AM! to catch our 7am flight to Mexico City. Ate little of the crappy breakfast served and developed a caffiene withdraw headache. Got to MC, totally missed our connecting flight to Ixtapa and had to get our luggage and re-check it back on the next flight. My headache got worst, and all i wanted do was sleep. We caught the next flight, 3 hours later and land in Ixtapa. A shuttle took us and some other tourists to the resorty area where the luxury hotels where. I got out of the shuttle, my stomach shifts and i run to the nearest sand ashtray and started puking while dy checked in. A hotel dude hands me water as dy runs back seeing me puking from afar. We both go to the room exhausted. Took in a quick appreciation for the flowers decorating the bed before we brushed it aside and knocked out. No food, no drinks, just sleep. It was around 9pm.
Friday - Wake up early! 9am! And head over to the breakfast buffet with lots of yummy, oily, tropical, meaty delights. We also get a good look at our hotel room which totally kicks ass! Dorky me on the hammock! on our balcony! And this is the view from it! Scoped out the terrain, and saw lots of cacti near the beach-soooo Mexico... So we chilled at the beach and drank a huge coconut filled with rum, swam and sunned. Checked out the nearby city of Zihuatanejo during the day, and again in the evening for a kick-ass dinner. I had this garlic broiled shrimp plate that am still dreaming about. And our dining out cost us under 50$. It included an appetizer, our main dishes, 2 drinks each, and a dessert each + tip! Totally crazy... Got back and saw an amazing sunset.With all the alcohol consumption that day, we lazily rented Oceans12 in our room then fell fast asleep.
Saturday - Headed out towards the other newly/tourist/strip of hotels along the coast and got a quick bite. Our destination for this day was Ixtapa Island. On the way there, saw the sign, then the animal. Also came across iguanas, a white cat, some turtles, and birdies. We got to the dock, and was greeted with a long line of mexican families also enjoying the weekend. Little dingy boats taxied people to and from the island to the mainland. Surf was up and the tide rising, but i saw a grandma get on those little pieces of shit, so i wasn't about to be chicken. It actually wasn't that bad, and we made it to the island a.o.k. It was pack with people, and one of the workers there kept harrassing us to sit and enjoy under his 'umbrellas'. I got quite annoying but then i saw that other 'locals' were also being treated like gods under those things and not just tourist. So we sat at his table, order drinks and dy went snorkling with the fishes. Later, being a bit bored, we decided to try to climb around to the other side of the island along the rocky shore. Made it about 1/3 there before it became unclimbable. Dy resting. Started to feel the burn, we headed back to the mainland. Hungry like hippos, we taxied back to Zihua, and from a recommendation, we went to eat at the Fat Mermaid. Watch doggies and kids play in the streets, people eating ice cream, and little bats flying in dusk. Can you believe it? Fish carnitas tacos! My only food pic cuz all the other times, we were too busy stuffing our faces to take pictures. For dinner that nite, i got this adobe mahimahi and dy got this awesome dish that was a seard ahi wrapped and broiled with BACON! It was heaven... gawd, i miss the food...
Sunday - I jumpped in one of the 3 freshwater pools at the hotel, and munch on some fish tacos before we checked out and head for home. On the way, dy feels a bit queazy and becomes sick like a dog on our delayed flight. And there were 4 crying babies on the flight, which we wanted to kill... but that's another story...got home around 11:30pm.
All in all, I would love to go back, eat more food (and i LOST 2 pounds and gained a tan from this trip!), visit neighboring cities, try fishing or swimming with dolphins, and learn some more spanish.
"the cheese is old and moldy..."
In less then 10 hours, I'll be on my way to Ixtapa, Mexico.
adios~amigos
Hurrah for filled weekends... Haven't had one of those in awhile, and i'm hoping that there will be more in my future. Friday nite was spent at the 'Little Cave' Most of the peeps made it out there, all excluding Rudi, who made a wholehearted attempt from SM only to be turned down at the door because of 'limited capacity'. Damn them! The bar was pretty neat. Bartender was real friendly and we got to try the 'Plague' which was just basically black vodka with oj. Dy stuck with that and my ass had cosmos. The music selection was pretty good further on the nite, when there was variety. Variety being the fuking keyword. Since me and dy rolled in the spot 1/2hr befor anyone else, some jackass played over an hour worth of Cure songs. Dy, was lovin' some of it being a fan, but even after a certain point, he mentioned how 'gay' it was making the bar. Friends started trickling in. Some grossy old hispanic man kept inching over to Mong and gave us the creeps. Even Azianchaser made it out with his nestlike hair. We talked about the Peter Pan freak he saw at Miss Kitty's awhile back and my envy of it. Later at the end of the nite, he got some pointy-no-breasts asian chik's email. I told him to chuck it out the window of the moving car. He's such a slut.
Sat dy, mong, and i went to Blum and Poe for Aya Takano's exhibit. I LOVE HER ART. I want to buy one of them, but was too scared to ask the prices. And i forgot my camera, so i have no 'artfan' picts to post. Later, we went to sawtelle for some awesome ramen then sat in over hour heatstroke LA traffic trying to get back home. At nite, the OC fools + Wendy met up here, we celebrated Mr. Eff's bday with tequila shots, and headed over to Zen for some ska goodness. By the time we got there, ocean11 was on for like 20 mins. The room they played in was fuking packed, and so we drank. There was a break, people left, we got a better location in the room, and the band came back on again. It was awesome. There were like frickin 14 people up on a tiny stage. Must admit, the guy/girl ratio at the place was pretty noticable. Mong got grinded on by some random/randy boy and this brazilian guy kept trying to talk to me. Same dufus i saw later talking to 3 other asian gurls (including mong) trying to get them to go to his band's gigs. A band which didn't even have a name... such a promoter. Tyson saw a bunch of his pals, and we ended the nite upstairs in the soul/60's room. And we have never witnessed soooo many people who can't dance. Not talking about doing any fancy moves, talking bout rhythm and being at least on beat. It was a humorous train wreak. It was a happening nite. Now i'm up a half a day later sweating from the heat of midday. Damnit, and my day has only begun.
Dear Bloggy, I have seemed to come down with acid reflux (aka. the 'Ashlee Simpson disease'). My stomach feels like it's disolving from the acid it once worked with together against the battle with the foodies. I can do nothing but drink warm tea and pink pepto. But just to let ya know where my current entertainment focus lies, here's a brief update of the NOW:
music - the blood brothers, kiiiiiii, mozart, katamari soundtrack, scientific america & the selectors
manga - NKH, vuglar ghost, yakitate (all scanlations of course)
anime - peach girl, beck, fullmetal al.
owari ~ t
p.s. - yesterday was 5/5/05, my mum's bday, kid's day, cinco de mayo, and i'm freaking out over my side job cuz it's sooo much work!
I've been obsessed with the Dandy's 'get off' vid. It's not anything new, but I've had that song in my head for 2 dayz now. And the video is HOT! It makes me feel all tinglely, in me belly!
The man that even my bf wants to have mad monkey sex with...
Gawwd.. my home has no cable, no internet, cuz someone forgot to pay the billz.. but anywayz, just wanted to get it out there, the Desmond Dekker show was frickin' nutz! Me likey, me likey* it was one of the few concerts i've been to were everyone was having a good time and dancing. Not no sucky trenders standing, with arms crossed, looking bored up at the act. Dekker is still kickin' and his frickin' friend, propbably one of the original 'rude boys' put shame in all our game, with his slick dance moves. Grampa could get down!! No joke. Bunch of skins got kicked out for a shoving war, but was minors... I'm all ready for more ska shows this summer with my pal rudi-rudi. Woo-hoo*
Gawd, my class is sooo HS. I have a frickin arch-enemy bitch already. But i'll show her,.. my drawstring pants will look WAY Better then hers! She's such a biter. I curse her project to turn out a warped, lopsided version of minez!!!
Woo-hooo!!! ♪ STEREO TOTAL IS COMING ♫♪!! Any of my pals interested in going? Come on ex-Par Avion peeps! Rudi? Rob? Anyone?!?!
B there or B □!
p.s.-If i had a white dog, cat, rabbit, gerbil, etc... i would definitely do this!
Today is such a beautiful day. I am slowly nursing myself back into health from the dreaded thing that has been plaguing me for the past week. It is a case of mild broncitis, and with any luck, i can fully kick it's ass within the coming week, so that i'll be prim and proper for the upcoming ska shows in april. woohoo!
And as for work, fuk, i could take it or leave it at this point. It's full of stress and tension, and probably was a factor in me not recovering quicker. I was almost gonna walk out on friday. That bad. gar-bare was thinkin about walkin' on wed nite. That bad. I really should be doing my online portfolio again... anywayz, back to the pretty, sunny, WEEKEND day. We just got back from brunching at the french cafe on larchmont, picked up the next 2 dvds of Texhnolyzed, grabbing most of my sewing supplies for class, and saw a friendly invader.
I feel it in order to start off quoting one of my favorite Beck songs"... Today, has been a fucked up day. Todayyy. Has been a Fuked Up Day!!! Today, has been A fucked up day... Looks like tomorrow's the same ol' day..."
My cold has gotten worst. It has moved to my chest and sounds almost like bronchitis... Just great for me, someone without health insurance... And a bunch of people got axed at work. For the most part, I felt somewhat indifferent, numb, seeing that i was there during the legendary layoff of 02', but when i heard they shitecaned MA, I felt that that was uncalled for. Tha man has been with that company through it all and taught me so much. He was my Obi-Wan. God damn them... Another employee lost 3 friends in a car accident. We caught her leaving during lunch, sobbing. I don't blame her. I'm definitely staying in tomorrow... maybe try to sup-up my resume...
Wooo-hoo! I won guest passes to see:
Vagenius w/ Colored Shadows
and Asobi Seksu
Spaceland, here I come!
And Sin City tonight?! Looks like my weekend's booking up*
"Christ has died, Christ is risen, Christ will come again..."
Happy Easter! For some reason, I woke up with that hymn in my head, and it has been replaying itself over and over again all freakin' day. I kept trying to get dy to go to mass, cuz maybe if we went and actually sang it, then it would go away and leave my poor mind alone. But noooo..... and thus the cycle returns. Rejoice in the Lord alwayz, and again i say REJOICE! (this is what kristian & katholic skool upbringing will do to you)
More 'make thea fat' cupcakes!
So molepo!! Work damn u, work!
Yaaah-tahh!!! Getting personal mail rocks. Getting personal internation gift mails ROCKZ!!!!! Today I got special packages from Canada and Japan. Just look at all the bootie I got! These gurlz kick ass. Supporting indie artists can be oh-so-fabulous... mad shout outs go to G-ma and Windi*
p.s. - Damn u girlscouts!!! I cannot resist your crack/cookies*
Wat a horrible St. fukin' Paddy's Day. I purposely did not wear green, and no one at work made any attempt to pinch me! Well, maybe cuz i'm not real 'social' and I hardly talk to anyone, but still... And as I was making my way back from Mr. Coney Is., some dude asked me if I was a lawyer. Yeah, I really look like a fukin' lawyer in my 'homeless'-jacket, black jeans, and plaid shirt. What a dipshite. Franken-Feet said that that was a awful pickup line. I have no comment to why he thought it was one. But then again, this is coming from a guy who asks Geo if he wants to 'smell his banana'. Fuck. I just burnt my popcorn... My horror-scope must be this:
CAPRICORN: You're, gonna feel, act, and look like shite.
The apt smells delicious! Just got done using a new recipe for cupcakes and can't wait to dig in. It's cooling now and this has alwayz been the hardest part for me. I usually take a bite, of whatever i made, sans frosting, just to savor the simple, toasty goodness. But I'll be a good girl this time, and won't spoil my dinner. How can I, when I left the brie to breathe, and have some fresh french baguette and hard salami waiting for me as well. K, my Furi Kuri dvd is all queued up, so i bid a fond farewell as i tackle my frenchie dξner*
I'm so ronery... Mr. Bukes came to pick up Miss Boots and i'm all arone at home. Dy is, and has been for the past month or 2 or 3, working crazy ass hourz. like 15/day. so there are finally no more kitty cats around to harrass... I'm thinking about taking sewing lessons to past the time. It's either that or start a nice drinking habit. Till then, aloha Miss Boots*
New face, new name, new do', new motivation... So tried to make the most of my weekend (((rewind)))
Got some tasty ramen in jtown with Skillz/Mong-e, drank some chalky milk tea, and lushed around with courier jim at the bigfoot lodge. Sat, i shaped up my do' with my new stylist, josh, which i'm thinking about making into my new gay-bf. I feel totally comfortable with him and it didn't hurt that he LOVED my hair (healthy, color, movement). I felt so special* Tried to work on my dreadful painting, made an AWESOME haupia cake, and did whipped up some bizzare stirfry. Dy ate it all like a good boy. Got some kool email from the girl in 'Go Kitty' that makes me wanna make her my Osaka-pen-pal. Watched zoolander and austin powers III. Chatted with Viv till the wee-hour about being dull, and motivated myself to become more productive. Tried to paint again (90% done). Sunday, crack-cleaned the livingroom, patio and my bathroom. Donated to goodwill. Got inspired by the gallery at Wacko's to do more paintings. Created new bloggie layout. Made Dy some 'assert' badges to give to his coworkers. Watched zoolander, austin powers II & III again! pheww...*
This mornin', i was woken up an hour earlier then i should have to mr. boots jumping onto my stomach. gawddamn cat! Later, I came home to a spider in my bedroom, to which i dragged boots over to it, where he promptly pounced, then gobbled up! I was thrilled!! Mistress never did that. She would only bat at it, till it crawled away... Then got a phonecall from white beky telling me she fukin saw orlando in tha flesh, yesterdayin the hills. I was freaking, to say the least. I guess i have to take up hiking to get a glimpse of oishiboy...
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