Don't you hear the music pumpin' hard like I wish you would?
What's up, kiddos?
Me? Same 'ol, same 'ol. Pretty decent weekend. Saw a great movie. Dropped $80 on alcohol. Insulted one gay man. Made out with 2 others. The usual.
Friday was low-key. Dio came over and I made a delicious meal, like a good domesticated girlfriend should. We ended up watching his Inside The Actor's Studio featuring The Simpsons DVD. I had been wanting to see that for awhile, and I would have to say, it was pretty damn cool to see the voices you all know so well come out of actual human beings. I was blown away by how many voices each person actually does. Hank Azaria is an extremely talented man. That Helen Hunt really missed the boat on that one. I'd tag him.
The only weird thing was that Marge aka Julie Kavner has some issue with being filmed doing the voice. They just showed clips while she was doing it, then she sort of disappeared from the stage. What's up her butt?
We consumed some $9.99 wine, and as usual, I couldn't stay awake past 11pm. I'm a pansy.
The next was extremely productive in a purely hedonistic way. Dio got us U2 tickets for May! He says seeing them is a life-changing experience. I'll let you know. They are pretty decent seats too. Good job, honey bunny! They added 2 more dates since the first two sold out in a matter of minutes... but $165 a piece? Why don't you bend him over while you're at it? Sheesh!
After jumping around doing the celebration dance, we decided to get out of the apartment. We wandered down to Bed, Bath & Beyond.
We had the time. It was a nice little Saturday.
I need some new sheets, but they had absolutely nothing to offer. One whole huge section for sheets, but they were all lame-ass colors. Is it too much to offer to find some jersey-knit sky blue queen sized sheets? B, B&B blows. Overpriced bullshit.
We went into PetSmart to fawn over the rodents, birds and cats. I once again got the urge to get a gerbil, but my roommates gave me an emphatic "NO!" It's alright. My room is jacked up enough without having to worry about gerbil pellets flying all over the place.
Saw Sideways at the Landmark Century Theater, the most poor designed theater in the history of theaters. As for the movie, I can sum it up in 3 words...
GO
SEE
IT.
Debauchery reigned Saturday night. Headed out with 50% of my roommates to a overcrowded yuppie bar called Duffys. Initially, I wanted to get the hell out of there due to overcrowding and having nowhere to even stand. But as the vodka Red Bulls slid down my throat, my perspective changed. I no longer cared. My feet no longer hurt. The crowd no longer bothered me. It was all love, baby. So much love, Dio and I got all gushy on each other. I kissed Daddy and his man. Kissed, kissed. In front of Dio. I had to spread the love, baby. Thank God he is such a sweet and understanding man. Very few guys would put up with that bullshit. But he knows I love him and that I am a retard when I am drunk.
Dio and Danimal. I am surrounded by such beautiful men!
Danimal, me, Daddy and some chick whose name I can not recall
My boyfriend is freaking hot, ya'll. Yet I look like the wicked witch of the west. I could use some sun. And some Trim Spa.
We left to go to Boy's Town, but apparently I insulted the bouncer at Side Tracks so they refused to let me in. I am not going to repeat what I said, but needless to say, it was the alcohol talkin'. Dio dragged my drunk butt home and put it to bed.
I was relieved to see him still there laying next to me in the morning. We went to to my parent's place to have a nice dinner and for me to collect stuff she bought me in the Bahamas. Fun times.
Sorry for the most boring entry I have ever wrote. I got nothin' over here. Feel free to comment on how much a suck below.