Sunday, Mar. 28, 2004 - 6:02 pm
Um... I'm sorry.
This relationship just isn't working for me.
I'm at www.dailypreciousness.org now. So change that bookmark.
Man. I'm swollen up today like a sponge. I drank so much water last night while clubbing that I look like a water balloon today. At least that's what roommate David said.
He was right, I suppose. I overhydrate sometimes when I party.
But it was worth it. At least for the documentary evidence.
Yesterday was a blur of brunching, rooftop cocktail parties, Ikea shopping, and... um... nation-building.
Oh -- and we got pulled over by the cops on the way to our last stop for the evening. Packed into Jim's car three- and four-people deep, we resembled a clown car. Two screaming women (whom Jim had picked up on the street just minutes before) were in the backseat. It was all drunken hyperbole with these two.
"Omigod -- you are so cute -- I wish you weren't gay homos, 'cause I'd do ya! Omigod M'lissa -- I can't believe I just said that. Did I just say that out loud? Omigod M'lissa -- I can't wait to go to Gaytion -- it's the best homosexual bar in town. But I was kinda wanting to go to Camelot, too."
This was too weird, because Camelot is a straight strip club (for men) and I have no clue why on earth straight women would go there. But maybe they were simply in the market for a classy guy. I mean, what better place to find a classy guy than at a strip club? Sounds logical. These women were noisome.
Thankfully, the screaming girls did not disrupt Jim's altercation with the authorities. I suspect that the cop thought we were another car, because they asked about some cars following us. It was weird. But we were nervous that he'd ticket us for having 9 people in the car.
Today I just uploaded pics and did laundry. And nursed a profound turgidity. No. I meant the all-body kind.
