I'm up to my EYEballs in BULLSHIT right now as I try to clean up the aftermath of another fallout with a good friend and colleage. Lame Lame Lame. So much for the eternal opptomist- you just never know who is gonna let you down.
This weekend i am off to BC for some hard core hanging out with Bettina Suicide. WE are doing a show at the Lucky BAr and going to see 3 inches of Blood. I need a break from my life and some delicious vegan food, for sure. I just got some AWESOME new work done on my back. It is looking great, but last week/weekend was so intense I am feeling super strange. And I can't take dance or yoga class to get centered while i wait for my work to scab.
So basically I am sitting at home pissed off, playing clean up.
Friday I went to the Dirty Sanchez show, that was fun. I had a really hot blond chic ask me out and try to make out with me all night. First time for everything. . and I got to dance on stage in a gold bikini and be called a Space Slut by Mario Diaz.. HOT!
But before I left a pitbull that has been terrorizing my neighborhood got out and tried to get in my fucking house and kill me or my dogs! It was so scary..
Then on Sat I worked on Cap Hill for the lamest Pride Party ever. It had all the makings of awesome, but it was terrible. Do Seattle lesbians have no Pride? They certainly don't seem to want to have any fun. The subtle irony of my Rainbow Brite costume was lost on them. I made $3, YES $3 dollars in tips, working a 4.5 hour shift. Then as I was leaving I almost got hit by a drunk driver in a car. And after i was in my car going home, one person pulled out in front of me and seconds later someone ran a red light and almost PLOWED into me!
Fucking SCARY ASS DRUNK DRIVERS get a THUMBS DOWN!
So then I go to the shop and get work done all day and as I am leaving some leather daddy wanna-be walks infront of the shop and kicks over the sign and gets in a huge ass fight with the coffee shop girl and some of the artisits. I have to call the cops because he throws the sign and the girl into oncoming traffic and when I call the cops he keeps yelling and screaming about "racial profiling". The police asked me what ethnicity he was and he heard me making some stupid guess about him being either hispanic or asian or maybe caucasian.. I didnt know? He was just a tan dude in leather who was really wasted. It was horrible! We all just fucking took off and I went home and smoked a bowl and played my Wii.
This weekend i am off to BC for some hard core hanging out with Bettina Suicide. WE are doing a show at the Lucky BAr and going to see 3 inches of Blood. I need a break from my life and some delicious vegan food, for sure. I just got some AWESOME new work done on my back. It is looking great, but last week/weekend was so intense I am feeling super strange. And I can't take dance or yoga class to get centered while i wait for my work to scab.
So basically I am sitting at home pissed off, playing clean up.
Friday I went to the Dirty Sanchez show, that was fun. I had a really hot blond chic ask me out and try to make out with me all night. First time for everything. . and I got to dance on stage in a gold bikini and be called a Space Slut by Mario Diaz.. HOT!
But before I left a pitbull that has been terrorizing my neighborhood got out and tried to get in my fucking house and kill me or my dogs! It was so scary..
Then on Sat I worked on Cap Hill for the lamest Pride Party ever. It had all the makings of awesome, but it was terrible. Do Seattle lesbians have no Pride? They certainly don't seem to want to have any fun. The subtle irony of my Rainbow Brite costume was lost on them. I made $3, YES $3 dollars in tips, working a 4.5 hour shift. Then as I was leaving I almost got hit by a drunk driver in a car. And after i was in my car going home, one person pulled out in front of me and seconds later someone ran a red light and almost PLOWED into me!
Fucking SCARY ASS DRUNK DRIVERS get a THUMBS DOWN!
So then I go to the shop and get work done all day and as I am leaving some leather daddy wanna-be walks infront of the shop and kicks over the sign and gets in a huge ass fight with the coffee shop girl and some of the artisits. I have to call the cops because he throws the sign and the girl into oncoming traffic and when I call the cops he keeps yelling and screaming about "racial profiling". The police asked me what ethnicity he was and he heard me making some stupid guess about him being either hispanic or asian or maybe caucasian.. I didnt know? He was just a tan dude in leather who was really wasted. It was horrible! We all just fucking took off and I went home and smoked a bowl and played my Wii.
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