*Sniffle*
*Cough*
*HACK... glup... sniffle*
That's what I was workin' with all weekend. My body decided to break down on me right before I was getting ready to leave work on Friday. So instead of taking it to the shop, I forged ahead with my plans this weekend and made it all the worse. I am hurtin' now. But it was worth it.
I am pissed, Pissed, PISSED I didn't take any pictures on Friday or Saturday. I always forget I have a camera in my phone. In my phone! I spent the weekend in Boys Town. I figured the costumes would be a lot more entertaining. And I was right! Friday I donned my "I (heart) cunnilingus shirt" and rainbow kitty necklace. I don't know what look I was exactly going for there, but I knew the shirt would be a fan favorite. I love the group of gay boys I hang out with. They are so sweet, fun and handsome. I am constantly approached by other men to introduce them to my friends. It is adorable. That was a long night... I don't think I got in until 4:30am.
The next day SUCKED. HARD. I awoke at 12pm and sat my lazy ass on my couch all day. ALL DAY. From 12pm to 6pm. I was miserable. Alone. Depressed. Hooked on a Real World marathon. Now why is this? Why will I watch OVER AND OVER episodes of the Real World? Why do these marathons make me giddy? Why can I not turn the channel until it has ceased and some stupid fucking show like Room Raiders or One Bad Trip comes on? Now, this is not limited to The Real World. I will also do this with shows like Road Rules, The Real World/Road Rules Challenges and any Real World or Road Rules casting specials or reunions. Oh, and also with episodes of Friends, Sex & The City and Family Guy. I have most likely seen every episode of Friends at least 7 times. Some episodes 20 or 30 times. I need to get an ever lovin' life!
When I finally peeled myself off the couch, I was still at a loss for what to do. I was hungry, sick and lonely. I always look so forward to Halloween weekend and I felt like this one was going straight into the crapper. Mike came home and I whined to him for awhile until he could no longer take it and left. I started to cry. I felt like a huge baby but between being sick and being cooped up alone all day, I just broke down. Then I whined to the new boy a bit and guilted him into coming over. He had no desire to go out, but since my neighbors were having a noisy ass party right above my head, my desire to go out grew stronger and stronger. So I threw caution to the wind and transformed myself into a Greek Goddess. Huge cascades of curls piled atop my head. I laurel leaf crown. Cleopatra-like eye makeup. Gold shimmery make up. A peach and gold toga. Huge gold earrings. I looked pretty awesome if I do say so myself. I was nervous the boy was going to be pissed since he was so tired and just wanted to lay around. But he showed up dressed like some random from Good Charlotte (a band he hates but had the attire for) and surprised the heck out of me. He knew it would cheer me up to go out, so he sacrificed rest and came out. Mike returned and we decided to accompany him to Side Tracks. The wind was fierce. The line was long. The costumes were awesome. We finally got in, got drinks and got lost. I couldn't find Mike and his band of merry men. When we finally did, we walked around a bit. The boy got his ass grabbed a few times and got hit on twice (is that your sister?) but he took it all in stride. He is incredibly open-minded and really hit it off so well with my boys. Which is hugely important. I could not be with someone who didn't appreciate my friends and didn't mesh with them. I got the GAY STAMP OF APPROVAL.
I saw some brilliant costumes. 7 guys dressed in swim caps, old-lady-matching-one-piece-with-a-skirt bathing suits and flip flops. They had an awesome routine, which I got to see them perform twice. There were Transformers, Spy vs. Spy, the Olsen Twins (men, of course) and the entire cast of Three's Company. I ended up having such a great night. From tears to queers! Cheers!
After the boy left in the morning *grin* I fell back asleep until 12... AGAIN. It felt oh so wonderful. I had a dream about my costume for next year. It was truly bizarre, but I woke up and said out loud, "Man! Next year I am going to be Vicky the robot from Small Wonder!" Anyone who sees me and gets it without me saying a word is going to be my new friend.
My old roomie got my new roomie and me tickets to the Bears game. We got a parking pass and tailgated. It was so fun! That stadium is glorious! Glorious! Of course being outside in the cold for 5 hours made me so much sicker today, but it was worth it. It is a shitty, sucky, rainy Monday. I might as well be sick as a dog too. The Bears won! I am horrible luck for the Boilers, but apparently I am great luck for the Bears.
Ack! Incest!
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