not drinking for a week is amazing. i've lost 5 pounds, my skin is dewy, my mood is out of sight, my mind is multi-tracked, my girlfriend got hit on by a neo-nazi on the bus and i didn't even flinch, i'm feeling alright.
dreamt that CA Conrad and Tony Hawk were reading together in Chicago via Top Chef's Michael Voltaggio who might be Hawk's doppelwhat...
dreamt that Suzanne Stein had a beautiful book of translations published by Ugly Duckling Presse via seeing Matvei read for Artifact last Friday night...
ate lemon chicken, buttered yams, fresh string beans and rice pilaf for dinner last night...ate 3 mini-apple pies w/ some pecan ice cream for desert...
watched the Top Chef Las Vegas marathon w/ my sister. all caught up but fell asleep during the Natalie Portman "i'm a vegetarian" episode...it's hard for me to stay awake past 10:30pm if i'm not drinking...what's the point? shows should be on earlier for the detox demographic.
spent a lovely last Saturday-day hoping around the hood with C. first Amoeba for hella records, then i was rude to C. and said something mean about her sun glasses, then American Apparel shoegaze, then the army surplus store for a beanie, then the walk back down to the LH for unloading of goods at my place, then a nice day old sushi lunch provided by ORTH, then saddling back up and out the door headed to CC Rider on Divis for clothes shopping, but the store is as big as my office (small) and the store clerk/owner was folding clothes in front of the men's sweatshirts so it was awkward so we just left, then over to The Other Store for neato junk shop browsing, i bought my mom a Christmas gift, then back down Divis for dollar sidewalk beers at Beanbag...and then the sun went down...then back to my place to get warmer...then C. leaving to go meet up with her friends for dinner and me getting dropped off at Brandon's house, bye C.!, then Brandon and ORTH and Lindsey backyard beer imbibes, i think they had already had 3 dozen beers by the time i got there, everyone looked haggard and beautiful at the same time, then Brandon takes it upstairs for the all too predictable Miley Cyrus "dance party," retch..., then Ellen emerges from her room, then i spot a naked lady with a sexy s-curve (like the bridge!) across the courtyard, so i stand outside smoking and leering and then Ellen comes out and then Brandon and we're all staring but then the sexy girl moves a little bit and we realize it's actually a non-sexy dude standing in his boxer shorts...weird shadows made dude look like a sexy naked lady s-curve...damn...and then Brandon got the hic ups and i attacked everybody in sight...i got Brandon on the bed and crushed him, i crushed Brandon against the living room wall, i poked ORTH in the throat and then went for Mathew, oh yeah, Matthew showed up as well...so then i went for Matthew but he put up a pretty good fight in the kitchen...and then i think i sat on Lindsey but ORTH gave me the stink eye so i got up real quick...and then they all made me go buy more beer...woke up the next day with The Shame so i texted everybody that i had The Shame...but everybody got back to me and said "why...you ALWAYS do that...it's funny..."...so my Shame went away.
