jaeci

I slept a million years but I am still tired, somehow...

Arrival home.
Molasses cookies.
Pasta.
Hey, life is short. Eat dessert first.

Last night was funny.

Got to see my lovely Syrianne- it has been way too long!
Her boyfriend did crazy magic tricks.
Like this..He put 5 coins in my hands, I squeezed my hands shut. Then he told CameronStewart to put his hands around mine-- Read: 4 fucking hands around these coins from MY wallet, that I counted... they were not trick coins. Magicman did I don't know what and when I opened my hands up- 6 coins. WTF, seriously, WTF.
I'm sure any magician here is laughing at me for being so wowed by this trick...
but the bouncer was about to kick us all out of the bar because it was really late and he didn't even because he was impressed by the magic tricks too!!!!!!!!!!

Lemonkid, Shaine, and Torigaelle were also there (along with many other people who do not have nifty SG names).

There was a super cool cake, that I don't have a picture of.
There was relatively moderate drinking for this particular group.
There were many photos of cats, dogs, and lizards, because everyone wants to show photos of their beloved critters.
There was a man who told Lemonkid to stop talking so loud about sex. BAHAHAHAH.
Torigaelle came back from Mexico even more tan than ever!
Shaine was far away because we clusterfucked some tables into a T because there were too many of us.
Dudes gave up their table because they liked me. Aw.
Oh, and it is CameronStewart's birthday this weekend, which is why we all went out. I made him the most ugly-silly-amazing-tasteless-awkward card ever. It was truly a masterpiece of tackiness. I really was quite pleased with it, bahahahha.
Also, I totally forgot to tip the bartender once. WHAAAAA. I went back to him in total shame and of course overtipped him the rest of the night. I'm a bartender too-- I knew that as soon as I acknowledged it and apologized, any annoyance he had would be totally gone but I *still* felt bad. Oiiiii.

After all this, I slept way longer than I intended to.
Now I'm home, and I'm tired, and tonight I work the St-Pierre fight... a screening of it, not the actual event.
I'm pretty ready to be completely, totally, insanely exhausted.

Also, I really love my cat. She's the best thing ever to come home to!