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I went to the gay bar (well, two gay bars, one that sucked and one that was AWESOME) last night with my friends Jess and Paul and Paul's boyfriend Tom and had the best time I've had at a bar in months. It was crazy-fun once we got to the second bar, because the first bar was dead but the second one was packed and was playing some great music all night long. And I think I'm the new gay men's mascot around here considering how rubbing my hair for luck turned into a thing. Heh. Jess and I had fun getting Paul and Tom to kiss and say cute little things to one another. When Paul told Tom he'd marry him if it were legal the two of us just about died from the AWWWWW.
Tom and I spent about fifteen minutes being insanely geeky about Project Runway (YAY! Somebody else I know offline who's as nuts about it as I am!), and then in the car on the way to Denny's afterwards:
Paul: You are such a Dick Casablancas.
Me: HOLY CRAP, YOU WATCH VERONICA MARS?!
Paul: HOLY CRAP, YOU DO, TOO?!
Paul and I: *spazz for ten minutes straight about how awesome and hot Dick is*
Tom: *calls Dick ugly and says he thinks Duncan is hot*
Paul and I: *make fun of him*
Jess: *has no freakin' clue what we're talking about*
HEE. I wonder if we would have spazzed so much if the three of us hadn't been really astoundingly drunk.
Also before I met up with them to go to the bar I ran around trying to make sure I had all of the source material for my Yuletide assignment and it took me three stores to do it. But that's out of the way now. :) Plus, I picked up "Depraved" by Harold Schechter, which is a really good book about H. H. Holmes that I used to have but gave away so now I had to get a new copy, and I got this blank book at Borders that has brown paper pages like they use to make lunchbags. The neat thing is that when I started writing fanfiction in college I used to use the brown bags from my Burger King job ripped open and folded up to write on, so it's sort of nostalgic.
Meanwhile in cat news, my mom and dad are keeping Otis until he gets his teeth pulled this week because he's got this special food he's got to eat and medicine he's got to take until then and his mouth hurts so much that two people have to give it to him. But after that he's all mine again because the other cats are still hissing at him like crazy every time she opens the bedroom door. :)
Tom and I spent about fifteen minutes being insanely geeky about Project Runway (YAY! Somebody else I know offline who's as nuts about it as I am!), and then in the car on the way to Denny's afterwards:
Paul: You are such a Dick Casablancas.
Me: HOLY CRAP, YOU WATCH VERONICA MARS?!
Paul: HOLY CRAP, YOU DO, TOO?!
Paul and I: *spazz for ten minutes straight about how awesome and hot Dick is*
Tom: *calls Dick ugly and says he thinks Duncan is hot*
Paul and I: *make fun of him*
Jess: *has no freakin' clue what we're talking about*
HEE. I wonder if we would have spazzed so much if the three of us hadn't been really astoundingly drunk.
Also before I met up with them to go to the bar I ran around trying to make sure I had all of the source material for my Yuletide assignment and it took me three stores to do it. But that's out of the way now. :) Plus, I picked up "Depraved" by Harold Schechter, which is a really good book about H. H. Holmes that I used to have but gave away so now I had to get a new copy, and I got this blank book at Borders that has brown paper pages like they use to make lunchbags. The neat thing is that when I started writing fanfiction in college I used to use the brown bags from my Burger King job ripped open and folded up to write on, so it's sort of nostalgic.
Meanwhile in cat news, my mom and dad are keeping Otis until he gets his teeth pulled this week because he's got this special food he's got to eat and medicine he's got to take until then and his mouth hurts so much that two people have to give it to him. But after that he's all mine again because the other cats are still hissing at him like crazy every time she opens the bedroom door. :)
