Friday Friday Friday

Last Friday was one of the best nights I've had in a long, long time. It started out kind of crappy with me having some sort of breakdown over the state of my hair. I'm seriously retarded sometimes, I had some sort of tantrum and ended up crying over my hair in front of Bunny. I think she didn't know how to react, appalled that anyone would hate part of themselves so much as to break down into tears and let's just say I dislike my hair very much. I got so frustrated and disgusted with the way it looked I just stopped trying to make it do what I wanted it to do and went out. I was determined to have fun. I was off to the embarcadero to see some of my very dear, very old friends do what they do best, make music. Bunny and I watched them play, had some drinks and I proceeded to get really sea-sick. It must have been a flat bottomed boat because we were bouncing up and down like 10 feet!

After the show Bunny and I decided we weren't ready to go home and we headed off for I.D. Can I just say I had so much fun! I danced most of the night away. Acted like a silly girl, danced all nasty like, almost got my mouth molested by some girl I don't even know and then played mom/nurse to Bunny's sliced open hand. Towards the end of the night someone dropped their glass shattering it below our feet. We were dancing all over broken glass and someone got the bright idea to pick up the base which had sharp shards of glass poking out of it and set it on table where we were dancing by. Bunny went to set her empty beer bottle down and didn't see the dangerous glass there and sliced open her finger. But I'm not afraid of blood so I took care of everything washing out the wound and going to the bar with bloody hands to ask for bandages. Sometimes I know I'd make a great mom, and it's slightly frightening.

I saw Brian (of I Keep a Diary fame)and Leigh of MisShapes in NYC and I went up to say hello. I'm afraid I was sort of drunk-like though and imposed a bit. Whatever, I was having an awesome night, and so was Bunny despite having a war wound, which she proclaimed was so punk rock in her super inebriated state. I probably looked like shit too, but had a fucking awesome time and didn't really care.

Oh yes, and Mike is the sweetest boy ever. NICE AS PIE.

Saturday I had to be at work at 8am which was just shitty, but I got off early and spent the beautiful afternoon in Delores Park, and then walking around exploring different little shops on Mission Street. I love the Mission. So dirty, so artsy, so many good places to get nachos. But we wanted Chinese and there are no Chinese food places anywhere on Mission Street between my house and 25th Street so we settled for the grocery store instead. I also picked up 2 pretty shirts and a pair of shoes and spent next to no money at all, okay I spent $20.00 on everything.

Sunday came and again I had to be at work at 8am. I had to work with this super cunt Kristy that I hate. She's from Bulgaria and is the most ingnorant person I've ever met. EVER. Needless to say she bugs the shit out of me. Can't stand her not even a tiny amount. So my day was mostly sucking. But I got a new necklace and super fucking hot shoes that were on sale at Bunny's store which I got an additional 30% off on bringing my grand total to only $55.00! On Friday I bought some earings from Ambiance also but I only got 10% off.

I'm on this kick to look pretty all the time. And I'm going to go on my first diet ever. I've been on lots of diets before like the rockstar and cigarettes diet, or the noodle diet, but those aren't really diets, more like FUCK I'M BROKE AND THIS IS ALL I CAN AFFORD OR HAVE TIME FOR kinds of diets. They don't usually last that long but this one I'm purposely going on because I feel I'm starting to get fat. So I'm making a conscious effort to eat better, and in not so large quantities or amounts. Water over soda type diet. Not really cutting out the food I want, just asking myself do I really need this candy bar/second slice of pizza/half the food chain? I mean seriously I'm spending over $150.00 on jeans I can't afford to get to fat that I can't fit in them anymore, ya know?

And to top everything else off I'm cutting my hair. Friday night I made the decision and James just confirmed it by telling me I looked really good in this picture that he saw of me when had short hair. Why thank you James. THANK YOU!


Anyhow Friday was so fun, that Jessica and I kept commenting on how it made our weekend that much better, beautiful OCTOBER weather GREAT nights out of dancing and blood and guts and nice friends and a hot boy to look at.

Tonight is Jailbait UK.