food poisoning: i think it was the month 1/2 old bread...bread i bought before i went to Greece, forgot about it in the fridge, and ate last night with some mac and cheese...i think there must have been some serious microbes building some serious microbe colonies in the bread cause i've been on hurt since last night...ouchy, my stomach lining feels like it's being pounded/pinched/tickled by a hundred angry midget hands...i called in sick to work...food poisoning is like the default bullshit call-in-to-work-sick excuse right? but it's true...IT'S TRUE SMALL PRESS DISTRIBUTION i swear!
this weekend was sort of the best...it started on Thursday...went to Adaye and Lance
and Natalie's costume party Assassins at Deco Lounge, hadn't been there before, it's a cute little gay bar/ dance venue at Turk and Larkin...i'm a fan. so met up with Stephanie and Brittany for a date...it was kind of supposed to be a double date but my dude friend couldn't make it, so it was just me, boo hoo right?...the girls are rad, just falling into that comfortable rhythm immediately (my date is Stephanie by the way)..so we drink lot's of drinks and dance a little dance, suddenly it's close to 1am so we decide to walk up to Whiskey Thieves for last call...Stephanie and Brittany and me triple team that naked lady Pictionary game on the bar touch-screen console thingy...we get a 3rd place all time score (peep "DODES")...bar closes, we eat pizza and say our "i had funs/ let's do it agains" and head home...it's really late but i go to bed happy. work isn't so bad the next day...i'm glad i did it, now i know i can do it (stay out till past 2am on a school night) if the occasion is worth it...first date with fun girl definitely qualifies as a worthy occasion no?Friday after work played a set at D-Structure, brother rolled down with beers and vibes, we drank the beers and spread the vibes...decided we should go on a pub crawl outside the neighborhood...headed down to the Transfer for free pool and vodkas, James beat me three games in a row because i scratched the 8 ball three times in a row, chatted with Brandon Brown who called from NYC post St. Mark's OMG reading, he said it went really well, he sounded really happy ...bounced to Dirty Thieves for jukebox and vodkas, watched the Giants get killed by the Brewers...cabbed it to Mighty (in the "Design District"...what the hell?) for a show "Mighty was dubbed the "best new club in America" by URB magazine soon after it opened"...eh, i guess...but Mighty was closed so we walked to a bar up the street for vodkas and beers...i forget what the bar was called but it was weird, didn't feel like SF...i don't know, maybe it felt like Kansas City...or Fresno or something. there were lot's of TVs in the place, lot's of really good looking black people on dates...everyone seemed really local, it was comfortable and strange, it was a city-warp bar, i want to go back. and then we tried Mighty again and they were open this time around...paid 15 bucks to get in (oof)...watched half of the show but i was seeing double at this point so i ditched my brother and grabbed a cab back to the neighborhood. got a call from Stephanie who wanted to meet up at Molotov's, decided i was too crashy to meet up, so like a little punk i passed out on the couch watching Alien 3 full of grilled cheese sandwiches...note to self: next time a group of cute girls wants to meet up with you at a bar 3 blocks from your house you should go...skip the goddamn sandwiches and meet the cute girls!
Saturday i woke up kind of late...drank coffee and watched a baseball game...ate some orzo salad and double stuffed Oreo cookies...got a call from Stephanie
who was in the neighborhood drinking mojitos at Brittany's place, got the "come drink mojitos with us!" um, hell yes...so i skated over to Brittany's to meet up with the girls and drink mojitos in the warm Saturday sun...met S.'s friend Julie, talked about ghosts and stalkers with Julie, find out everyone is going to see The Breakfast Club at Dolores that night...i'm totally in...went to Papolote's for burritos...the other girls left...Stephanie and i finish up, walk back to my place for pre movie-in-the-park drinks...my roommate wakes up from his nap, hangs out with me and Stephanie in the kitchen drinking vodka sodas talking NYC vs. SFC (S. is from New York), politics, Conceptual Art/ Poetry communities, raves, drugs, parks, neighborhoods etc...Stephanie and i walk to the liquor store to get some budzos for the walk to the park...we arrive at the park and it's packed, just totally packed, crammed with people from Dolores St. side to the "gay shelf"...we find Brittany and the others, they mixed like 2 liters of mojitos for the movie (way to go S.'s friends!), we drink that and watch The Breakfast Club, it's a fun cuddly evening...on our way out we meet up with my brother and Dempsey...we all head to 500 club...it's insane inside...too crowded to move...somehow someone in the group nabs a booth...this is good because my brother has a 12 pack of Newcastle in his backpack...i say to the bartender "do you guys serve Newcastle?" he says "yeah, just one?" and i say "oh no thanks i was just wondering..." so now we can crack my brother's beers under the table and not worry about getting kicked out for drinking beers they don't carry...so now there's like this group of 15 of us...Stephanie knows of a party at some kind of mansion in the Lower Haight, somebody she goes to school with, she says "let's crash the party..." viola...me and Stephanie catch a cab, most of the others are on bikes...we head to the party, the party host looked pissed...not happy at all...but i think that was the expected reaction, maybe even desired reaction?...we're not worried about it...dicks...some girl gives me google eyes, Stephanie kind of checks her, i like that...so i'm meeting a ton of new fun wasted people...the host says "when are you guys going to leave?"...we stay maybe an hour longer...and then about 15 of us walk/skate/bike up to Scott and Haight for an after party at some dudes house (the guy works for Fecal Face?)...good group of people, very drunk group of people...by the end of the night (i think S. and i left around 4am) the house is a disaster... dog poop all over the place (or human poop depending on who you ask, i think it was dog poop, got trailed in from the street, it was freaking nasty, kind of got on everything, including my new jeans, laundry day today!), a naked man tied up with duct tape to the staircase, bottles and cans and trash, makeout sessions, bikes and skateboards and smiles...beautiful Sat. night...Sunday i was really hungover. i watched Failure To Launch and some episodes of Queer As Folk. and then i ate some mac and cheese and bread and butter...and then i went to the bathroom all night.
Stephanie was going to cook me dinner tonight. called her this morning and told her about the rot gut...bummer! so, rain check on the dinner until tomorrow...i'm not sure if a girl's ever cooked me dinner before.
today i will eat bananas and drink lots of water and watch more episodes of Queer As Folk and do laundry...
...sorry if this post kind of sucks and is rambling and whatever...i'm having a hard time thinking straight, my synapses aren't connecting, they're dehydrated...linking sentences together right now is difficult...maybe this is just a list post.
...currently listening to Boom Bip Blue Eyed In The Red Room...
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