So for some reason I got the bright idea into my head last night, after already having about 4 or 5 cocktails at home, to go to the bar at like 9:00 last night. This is what happens when I pretend to be a good girl for a while - I just end up doing something stupid like getting totally f'd up on a "school night". Stupid.

O ye coffee!
O ye water!
O ye advil!
O ye poppy-seed bagel....

Bring together your magic forces to sponge up the bourbon in me tummy!

If you're ever in San Diego and in need of a strong cheap drink, the Kensington Club in the Ab-normal Heights is the place to go! (unless you have to work in the morning!) Bastards!

Also, it's not my birthday today! Happy birthday to all! And a very merry un-birthday to the rest!

Is there an easier way to respond to someone's comments? If so, I'm in the dark...Anywho, Paul, Bob is actually doing pretty well. Not like he's all cleaned up andmade a bunch of progress, but he's out of the phase of destroying things with a sledgehammer (that was scary for a while, I assure you!). Also, he spent about $17,000 getting his teeth fixed, so he's got a brand-new grill and feeling pretty good about that.Ladycroft, no I didn't donate it. I think I might have if I had cut it, say, to my shoulders. But no, I kept it. Also, sorry for keeping you up at Paul's party in August!

Theecarey, speaking of painful hair situations, I used to live right across from, oh gosh, I guess Das Boot isn't there anymore, but a few doors down from Pano's (1097 or 1079 Elmwood). It was a very loooong apartment with a long hallway down the side, and rooms all off to the left of that. Anyway, I used to get going a full run down that hallway, and all of the sudden my hair would catch on a nail (of which, for some reason, there were countless many of in the doorways and walls) and literally throw me to the ground. Actually, that happened a lot. I was ususally not very sober, so found it terribly humorous (I still do!). Also, sometimes I would be dreaming of drowning in seaweed, and wake to find my hair wrapped insanely around my arms at the pits - it would take me awhile to figure my out of it!

For those of you who don't know me, you're all big deal , you cut your hair. For those of you that do know me, you're probably wondering if I've finally smoked all my brains away.....

No, it was just time to do it. I haven't cut it in about 3 years, and it was the longest it had ever been, way down past my butt. If you look real close at my user pic, you can see that it actually extends past my elbow, you can see it a little on the step by my right hand. (to the point that, at work, I'd have to be careful coming out of the bathroom to make sure I didn't have a foot of hair stuck in my pants!) My friend Jill cut it (bob's daughter, tracy's sister), and she did a pretty good job. I told her I wanted half between a Farrah Fawcett and a shag - a little bit nuts, I know. Also, I colored it red, because when I was a youngin prancing around buffalo, every autumn my hair turned red all on it's own (well, reddish). Paul I'm sure will remember this. She cut about a foot and a half off, and although it still runs half-way down my back, I kind of consider myself a short-hair now.

The weird thing is (and I know this is going to sound totally stupid - because it did to me when I thought it out in words) that I'm still the same person. It's weird when you put emotional attachments into things. I've never been one to do this with materialistic things like my car and my stuff (who cares, really?) (well, although my passport is my prized possession - which expires in less than a year -AHHH!), but to me my hair was seriously part of who I am. I really thought I would feel and think differently without the same hair - to my surprise the only difference is my conditioner bill and combing-time (yes, I actually can comb it now!).

It's a little bit nuts. If I had a digital camera, I would show you before's and after's. Bob took some pictures. Maybe I'll post them later.

I don't even have any memory of Pre-K at Roosevelt. [inlink]paul,3906[/inlink] It's crazy too to see all the names of others on the list - like Suzanne Bognar - remember her? and Adam Turri, and Stacy Balestreri - people I haven't thought about in years. Although I did see Adam at some corny Kenmore bar about gosh prolly 4 years ago (he looked a lot different). oh, and Heather Killian is written in at the bottom. And is that Tiffani Ferrara too? Oh my gosh it's too much to handle! AAAGGGGHHHH!!!!! Oh, mi paulo....

That's totally the house I'm talking about. We used to sit on the Bird Ave. side porch all the time. I could never figure out if anyone lived there or not, or if whoever owned it just tried to make it look that way so no one would fuck with it. This was like 96-98, does anyone know anything about it? The Darwin Martin house gets so much press, I don't even know what this one's called....

Okay, so after a tip from dcoffee (thanks, I just read it today) I will attempt to download a pic. Also, attempt to change my user pic. Okay, take two: