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4:30PM - Monday September 6, 2004
Giant Wooden Penis!!!
So, on Saturday I was sitting online talking to Britt when she told me it was her birthday. And then comes the sad stories: "In 35 years of birthdays they've all been blah. I've never had a party--my mom threw me a surprise party when I was 17 and nobody came! When I was 14 I sat home alone and watched the election results. When my husband turned 35 I threw him a big party and everybody came! Whne he turned 40 I took him to Hawaii. I'm home alone, my husband is working, there's nothing to do..." And so, I invited her up to the city.

And yes, this is the same woman who got stuck here for five days and drove me crazy during the blizzard this year. The six month moroatorium on her visits had passed, and my impulse was sound.

We had a really good time, eating $100 worth of sushi, shopping, lying around... all good. Until Sunday night when we went out to eat and ended up at Mexicali Rosa's. Every time I've been there it's been pretty good, but last night it was PACKED. And they were short staffed becasue they hadn't been expecting so many people. Our main course came before our appetizer, when we finally got appetizer it was the wrong sampler tray, and we figure that our main course just got put under heat lamps, because Britt's enchilada's were very soggy and gross. Fortunately I ordered a chimichanga, which is supposed to be kinda soggy anyway, and it was good. And then, while she was eating, Britt broke a crown. It was a bad eating night for her. Our server was running around, looked exhausted and beleaguered, and was really nice. It wasn't his fault the restaurant was crazy-busy and short staffed. I felt bad--a lot of people were really unhappy there, and I knew the wait staff were going to be busting their asses all night for basically no tips. Poor guys.

Anyway, last night was also the finals for Five Minutes of Fame with Lulu LaRude at Club Vortex. Now, you may well recall how full of squee the night I won the weekly competition? Well, last night I was bouncing up and down and squealing because I WON!!! $1000! When I really needed it most. I was so nervous going in, and the competition was really close, and I screwed up the second set and performed for too long, which lost me some points in technical merit. But I won! Every one else in the final five was a female singer, three of which were accompanied by guitars. Heh.

Anyway, I'm a pretty happy camper. I paid Butch back the money I owed from the winter when I broke my leg, I set aside $300 to get work done on my tattoo, and today I went out for breakfast with Britt and Butch. And I bought a Giant Wooden Penis at Black Market to use as a god symbol for my altar. And when I say giant, I mean nearly two feet long. It's awesome. What kind of girl would I be if I passed up a giant wooden penis? Really? I'm thinking of putting it on my dildo shelf and seeing if Kryptonite notices the next time he visits. Hee! Giant Wooden Penis!

 

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