bailey

i wish every day of my life could be like yesterday, although my liver is mighty glad it is not.

went shopping on newbury street and ran into steven tyler. he asked me about my tattoos and was so super nice. i wanted to tell him to get a haircut but i didnt have time. people kept interupting our conversation. and the poor guy was just trying to buy some pillows.

DJ roomate, scary drug dealer from upstairs and I all went to goth night. we only stayed for an hour but i promoted the fuck out of suicidegirls. somehow managed to score two free packs of cigarettes even though i dont smoke.

three bars and two strip clubs later, i find myself standing on a table singing along to the stripper dancing to a newfoud glory. she comes up to me after her set and makes me go talk to the owners. they hire me on the spot and tell me to come back so they can put me on stage. ummmmm.......still processing that one. not sure what to make of it all.

i didnt really mean to drink as much as i did. but the roommate just kept giving me drinks. they must have spent a good couple hundred dollars each. between covers, cabs, drinking and strippers. i like playing with the big boys!

went to chinatown for food after the clubs closed. apparently if you ask them for "cold tea" they bring you beer. i was pretty excited about this. whooped it up. got kicked out.

went home and passed out.

now i need a donut.