xlascaux

good lord i was a bitch last night. i was in a 'mood' even before setting foot outside. we trucked ourselves down to this bar where the going away party was to find a bunch of gross fucks eating taco dip and boring each other. i started throwing various appetizer-type objects into the garbage from where i was sitting and discussing floor-cleaning techniques with my friend morgan. (she was too hot for the party and everyone was staring at her). some guy kept taking flash pictures of me. if this sounds awful, it was, so we continued on elsewhere. some friends were in from Austin but they were being all drunk and gawky and dumb so we ditched them to go to a new bar. where we subsequently hid on couches and discussed the Fitzgeralds and the 20s. then another bar where some friends were back from NYC--i thought they were actually fine but my crew decided to hate and we made an awkward exit (i think leaving mid conversation and mid drink constitutes an awkward flight). anyway, i was bored, nearly hooked up with this chick over cheesey sticks in the middle of the night, but decided i was too tired for even that. i wandered home hoping i wouldn't be jumped on the way. i think i need to move.

in more exciting news my sis is in town tonight and i'm making a cold strawberry soup with creme fraiche, glazed grilled jumbo shrimp on top of grilled sweet corn risotto, some sort of salad, and this crazy beet & chocolate cake with a sour cream frosting. this is going to be good.