Friday, May 07, 2004

Just lookin' for a fist to put your face in.

i know the three or four of you have been DYING to know what's going on with me, what's she been up to? here i am.

last night i went to my friend's bachelorette party. coupla highlights:

the american indian stripper who looked mysteriously asian in some filipino way. he kept saying, "picture! picture!" and he called cindy, christy.

www.chicentertainment.com is where you can find one of these "hunks" who will put on a full headdress if you so desire.......and we did.

having Madame Whatever read my palm and tell me such insightful things as something very definitive happened when i was 23 (i can't remember 23, i think i may have been working at brandt's market & cafe and doing mad drugs), i should be an architect (based on my HANDS folks!!!), i'm assertive, analytical, have a hard time changing my mind and that something involving history and/or anthropology HAS to come into play in my life at one point. right-o!

okay. i don't have any more highlights. it was hilarious watching cindy get thrown around like a little baby by and having him give all the ladies a taste of his secret sauce. wait, that didn't happen. he did shove his face down my shirt for our 2nd round. first round was just some silly him in between the girls and makin' em shake. $2 folks.

i'd be more concerned about the Friends finale if i actually had seen a full "live" eppie in the past 2 years.

something in my purse smells like cocaine.

i still have no idea as to when i'm going to new york. today's the deadline because i need to a.) figure out how much vacation time i have b.) find out when the boys are going to europe c.) i don't know. something. but i'd like to just have that solidified because then it's not another question for me to ask over and over and over again like a little kid who says "why" over and over and over again. maybe them not giving me a date is their sweet way of saying, "it was all a joke!" but i'd like to know either way is the thing.

i went to Khin-Do yesterday and got my 'brows waxed. those vietnamese girls. i just really love that for under $10 (including tip!), you get hooked up. i think that i've mentioned my love of this "salon" before so me bringing it up again only tells you to get your ass there. it's just as good (well, it's not as COMPREHENSIVE) as the fancy places that charge you $25. i'm just typing. it's good times. don't get a manicure there for crying out, or the pedicure. but you only come out a winner with the eyebrows.

i've made the Executive Decision to start drinking a new drink. and by new, i mean new-to-me. i began this journey last night. Ye Olde Vodka Tonic (with a crapload of limes). not bad. we'll see how this progresses as weeks pass. i'm sure i'll keep you posted. i'm sure you can't wait. tomorrow night's the real starter since it's a wedding and all. nothing says "I Do" like an open bar.

my eyes are bleeding. i should smoke.