littlewashu: (james t. kirk - spitting back the coffee)
Tomorrow is my last day at work! In celebration, Rick (my carpool buddy, and my best friend at this place) and I ate lunch at the sushi buffet place across the way. It was AWESOME but now I am filled with raw fish and sauvignon blanc. Oh man so much tuna! So much tuuuuuuna.

On Tuesday I went to see Flight of the Conchords with Teege Michelle Vince Lisa Andrew and Chris. And Dave and Lil and her son, but I don't know if I can say "with" in regards to those last three because they were in the back of the TLA Filmore at the TLA and I didn't talk with them. They were really really funny (the Flight of the Conchords, not Dave and Lil and Dorian)! It was a great show, and we had great seats. Hooray for New Zealandi Novelty Folk Comedy Duos. You should watch their show on HBO. I have no idea what the hell their show is going to do or be about, but it will most likely be amusing.

Last weekend was Michelle's Bachelorette Party. I planned a lot of it, and it was very fun to do so! I should plan parties for other people more often. Also the party itself was great! We had a chick from Pure Romance come and do a thing. It was like a Tupperware party, but with vibrators! That part of the evening actually took a long time, but we were laughing and drinking throughout (also licking and sniffing) so I think that it was okay. And man, at the party overall, were definitely the highest number of phallically shaped objects I have ever encountered in my life. There were nametags and straws and plastic forks and knives and spoons and wine glass tags and a pinata and a CAKE (with hairy balls) and balloons and I'm probably forgetting stuff. Also technically there was a jello mold, but by the time the vibrator lady left I was too drunk to remember such a thing, and it stayed in the fridge. I hope Teege liked it.

Maybe I'll write a little more about work in another post. I thought that glass of Sauvignon Blanc would make me not want to be at work even more than usual, but it just made me not care that I am at work (though, the next-to-last-day-itis is pretty strong on its own.) I'm driving home tonight, so I can't really have more than a drink or two after work today. That's probably for the best.
littlewashu: (james t. kirk - reflective)
Good God am I tired. I didn't get very much sleep last night.

This morning I put the kettle on the stove, and then laid down on top of my bed again, in that way that I do, when I'm pretending that I'm not going to fall asleep again, but really I am. I had some weird dreams. There was some dude . . . some older guy, some man, with whom I was living and sleeping. It was creepy. I also had a dream about my car, but I don't quite remember what happened. I had a bad dream about my car a few weeks ago: I dreamed that I tried to get into the back seat, and I could barely fit my legs in there. There was no leg room! It was like a non-expanded-cab pickup truck! It was horrible. I woke up in a cold sweat. If there is one thing my car is about, it is leg room in the back seat.

This past weekend was grapenutKelly's bachelorette party, and it was a whole lot of fun. yittleoneGina organized the weekend, and she did a great job. Friday night was at the Casbah in Atlantic City (we stayed at the Sands: don't stay at the Sands. They tried to make us pay something like $120 more per room than we were quoted). Saturday the ladies detoxed on the beach in AC, and then went to dinner in Margate. Saturday night was swimming and girl talk at the Manse. I got really really drunk and MAN do I love me some dishin', I will tell you what. I got pretty sick later in the evening (or morning, if you want to look at it that way), but it wasn't a big deal, and then I felt really great on Sunday, so I didn't mind.

I skipped out on the beach and dinner, because I had to make it in to work during the weekend. (Work is crazy). (Work also bites). However, I made the mistake of going home for lunch, before heading into the office. I didn't feel very well (my tummy), and I kept lounging on the couch with the cat, waiting to feel better, and watching the hours tick by: the later I went in, the later I had to stay, you know? Finally I laid down for a bit. I was actually good and got up 20 minutes later, but I felt worse -- finally a hangover headache, what a delay on that one -- so I said fuckit. I'll go in tomorrow.

THEN I received an email from the lovely [ profile] petit_chou, informing me of a They Might Be Giants show in Penns Landing that afternoon. Now, I had been aware of the existence of such a show; but since I was originally going to be in Atlantic City for most of the weekend, I didn't think it would be possible to make it. But it was happening at 6:30! The ladies' dinner reservation was at 8! I could totally go!

I called a few cats who couldn't make it, so I went over to Penn's Landing by myself. It was a really nice show. And it was outside, and you know how much I enjoy being outside. Oh man and they had Captain-and-Cokes! That was so totally awesome! You know me, I can't have fun unless I'm drinking, but I don't really like beer, let alone watery beer in plastic bottles! So that was great. And they were giving out orange foam hands that said "They Might Be Giants" on them to all the kids. And I wrote down the set list because I'm a dork. And I attempted to anticipate the set list because I'm really a dork, but I wrote nown nine (9) songs and they only played five (5) that were on the list. But they didn't play "Istanbul"! I think that was the first (of over, what, twenty?) They Might Be Giants show I've ever attended where they didn't play "Istanbul."

They sure as hell played "The Guitar" and "Particle Man," though.

And man, even though it was a kids' show? The ONLY song I heard them play from the ABCs album was "Alphabet of Nations" (totally awesome, by the way) and the only songs they played from No! were "John Lee Supertaster" and "Clap Your Hands." Weird.

After the concert I went back home and took a nap, and headed over to the Manse (and the hot tub) at around one. Was up really late, worked in the office all afternoon, and I can't remember what I did Sunday evening, but I imagine it involved sitting around.

On Monday Jeff chose Diner for Movie Night. I like that movie. I hadn't seen it in years. I'm going to start saying that people are "death" when they are really hot because that sounds so serious.
littlewashu: (white debbie)
I really ought to write in this thing more often, so that when I'm old and lonely I can look back on these heady days. I am so busy all the time! It's wonderful.

Last Saturday there was a going away party for James at the Manse. He's moving to California. He'll be back. They always come back.

The evening before, I attended the Flashpoint Prom. Sean was my date. The corsage he presented me with had a pair of dice in it, so that we matched. It was awesome. I had a really great time, and drank a lot of wine, and met a bunch of people. It was weird because there were all these cats wandering around in dresses and tuxes, and I kept thinking I knew them, but I didn't, I had just seen them in plays over the past year.

Here's PJ (later crowned Prom King) and my date:

The weekend before that, I attended Kelly's bridal shower. It was really lovely, and the crab cakes were DELICIOUS, and I got to see some ladies I hadn't seen in a while. Rachel is pregnant and looks beautiful. I guess I always say that. I met Erica's new daughter Zoe. At one point Erica and I were talking, and Zoe decided to babybarf on mom's chest. Erica thrust the baby at me and went to the ladies room to clean up. Now, I have no problem with babies on an individual basis, but apparently it looks unnatural or something, because Michelle turned around and said "you're holding a baby! I'm taking a picture," and a little later Rachel turned around and said "you're holding a baby! I'm taking a picture." JEEZ you guys.

The Wednesday before that, I went to see Spamalot. My parents gave me tickets for my birthday way back in February, and I took Mitch with me. We drove up to the city. We waited an hour at the Lincoln Tunnel, but parking was only $12 (!) and getting home was so easy, so yay for cars with air conditioning. On Meister's recommendation we went to the Eatery, and man was it good. I had the tuna tartare as an appemetizer, and the chipotle meatloaf, and a couple of mojitos (I'd never had one before!) Mitch had the szechwan steak. Our server was realllly cute. And we were out of there in plenty of time to make the show. Which was great! No Hank Azaria, unfortunately (boo!) but Tim Curry was great, and David Hyde Pierce needs to work on his cockney accent, and it was a fabulous show. There was a lot of new stuff in it, which was good, because MAN do I know that movie! Despite not having seen it in years. It made me want to go home and watch it, but I didn't, I went home and fell asleep.

The weekend before that was Sean's birthday party, but I got there after it was over (because I am a dummy, and also sleepy) and didn't take any pictures. We did play Egyptian Ratscrew, though, with Artie and Sabiha. And that was when I asked Sean to the prom, so you know, banner evening all around.

The weekend before that was Kim and Keith's wedding. It was beautiful. Kim looked amazing, the bridesmaids were beautiful, Keith was as adorable as ever, the food was great. Oh man, I totally embarrassed myself, though. The cocktail session was in a wine cellar, so I had a glass of wine in one hand, and a plate of delicious appetizers (including caviar! I don't think I've ever had caviar, but my grandpa had been raving about it the last time I saw him, for some reason), that I had managed to score after many excruciating minutes of maneuvering through the crowd, in the other. I was hungry. "Do you think I can balance this atop my wine glass?" I asked Jeff. "No," he said. "That is a bad idea," he continued. "I recommend against it," he cautioned. I tried anyway, and the plate fell to the concrete floor and shattered and all my appetizers were gone and everyone looked at me. Oh well.

Oh man, also the priest was the most entertaining wedding-er I've ever seen. Remind me to do an impression of him next time we hang out.

The day before the wedding was the Memorial Day BBQ at the Manse, and I had a great time at that, too.

The weekend before that was my brother's graduation. I'm very proud of him! And he got an BFA, isn't that exciting? I got a BS and he got a BFA because we are just so very, very interesting, and BAs are not good enough for us. Actually he had no idea what he was getting until we told him.

Here is a picture of Sean looking off into his future as a college gagaua graduate:

The Wednesday before that we went to see Star Wars, but I already told you about that. You guys, they never even took our tickets! I still have mine, unripped! Jeez.

The weekend before that was Kim's Bachelorette Party, and that's the last time we sat down and had a nice talk like this, so you're all caught up now. Here are a couple photos:

This weekend (today after work, actually) we're going to Gaian Mind and I'm excited. I figure it's sort of like Bonnaroo Lite. We'll be camping! And staying up late! And drinking! And smoking weed outside!! (My favorite thing ever!) I bought a new hat. And it'll be my first >105mile trip for my car! Baby's all growed up.

Have a good weekend, everybody! If this post is too long and you want me to cut it, just let me know, my feelings won't be hurt.

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