Wierd

Alright. I had this big whole post ready to go in my head, but now it's not wanting to come out, so I'll just use my talanted summarization skills to give a run down of why my life is wierd.

1. Work the other day was a wedding and reception for two lesbian women. They were quite possibly the biggest hanus bitches I've ever seen in my whole life. I was torn between congratulating them and telling them how proud I was and what a great thing they were doing, or ripping out their hair and spilling red wine on their pant suits. This was the same party in which a guest grabbed my ass while simultaneously knocking over my tray of glasses and in which the porky bridesmaid knocked me over while she was making a beeline for the Crystal. Wh0re. Incidently, this was the same porky bridesmaid (there were two of them) who later mistook my shoe for the lady's room and threw up on it.

2. I have an interview this week for a position working at a video store. Knock on wood and cross your fingers, people. This would be twice the money coming in and allow me some nice spending money. Hence, there would be internet.

3. Also at work the other day, I was asked out by a drag queen. He asked if I had a lover and I told him: yes.

4. Wound up going to Gentry last night, the piano bar at the end of my block. I think it's my new favorite place. Alma, the woman who was singing last night, was amazing and kept coming over to our table and making sure we were having fun and taking requests and stuff. And then at the end of the night, the *gorgeous* cocktail waiter gave me a huge hug and asked if I was doing anything Saturday night. Indeed I am, damn job, but he wants me to meet him there after I get off work. Could this be a potential? What's the consensus?

5. There is no five, actually. I'm running out of battery and I need to go eat. Sooooo...

peace.