I’m so tired right now I can’t sleep so I am going to write something. I thought it would be funny if I misspelled right and write in the first sentence, but now I’m paranoid about misspelling the word misspelling and misspelled. Uno momento. OK Im back. Had to check websters.com, it’s write. LOL
That’s funny!
The point is that I am too tired to sleep and think I am incredibly hillarious.
No–the point is I had an incredibly busy weekend and have been forced to face reality that the weekend must come to an end. (sad face)
I had Atlanta Pride, My Birthday, and Halloween rolled into one weekend, and that is just not right. Or is it write.
I figured I would keep writing or rambling until I get sleepy but it is not working.
What did you do this weekend?
Glad I asked myself that question and I am sure the three people who are reading this were wondering the same thing.
Here it be:
Wed–Went to Woof’s then to Blake’s where I met Kim from Housewives of Atlanta. I didn’t so much meet her because she is not a real celebrity, but I came close to her and discovered she has an incredibly small nose. She wishes me Happy F***ing Birthday on the mic and got a hoot from the crowd, so that was enough for me. (I am going to get so many vulgar unwanted comments, I fear for typing the word f***ing).
Thurs–Don’t remember. It was Thursday
Friday–I know what I did, went to Burkharts, met two porn stars who showed me their yamma jamma’s and I promised them that I would buy their DVD. ( I didn’t buy it but I got a free peek, and it wasn’t that impressive, and I didn’t even ask). Discovered frenimies is a real word and I actually have one. Danced with Pissant (my friend’s nickname – don’t ask) was disappointed by the Halloween Contest and discussed previous mentioned frenimies all the way home; annoying SE in the process.
Saturday–Slept in real late. Went to watch SE in rugby matches, they won both!!! Yeah!!! Had awkward lunch/dinner while watching the Georgia Game, they lost!!! Boo!!!! And, I was pushed down steps where I scraped both my arms and required stitches in both. Mind you this was also Halloween and there was also a full moon - also I did not get stitches and was not actually pushed – it was more of a trip….that I did myself.. but never the less— for dramatic reasons, I have to say that to be sure it is some how included in my auto biography). Which will be published..NEVER! Saturday night I skipped the gigantic line at the second hottest club in town, where a bunch of scandily clad youngsters were dressed in costumes for the holiday season. I felt so important and like a VIP. Saw old friends, miss you J, dance with my man J, and new friend J, thanks J’s, and met my best friend’s EX’s new man? who was a hot J.!! (Confusing huh?) Anyway, the moral is, I was not necessarily thinking about Halloween, rather than counting down the minutes to my BDAY. At the stroke (hehe) of midnight, I declared it was my birthday. I was already toasted so no need for a toast - only patron.
Sidenote: If you are grown, and are able to drink it is not cool to get drunk. Getting drunk is for people under 21 who think it is cool.
Sidenote 2: People over 25 years old should not wear A & F.
Sidenote 3: Was called an alcoholic by previously named frenimies and thought this was a funny post for facebook ” my friend just told me I was an alcoholic, but I thought about and I think it just the alcohol talking”. In the moment it would be funny, but I have recovering alcoholics on my facebook, so it may not have been really funny to them. Think before you post.
Sidenote 4: If a drag queen spills a drink on YOU, and by YOU I mean ME, then that drag queen must replace drink, that is just gay etiquette. The shot was a nice touch. (smiley face)
Sunday–It’s my birthday. Im 32. Such a boring number. Went to pride parade, same ole same ole. Upset because SE ( the contents of this passage has been deleted by the publisher and supervisor of the website, that of course being my SE).
Now it’s time to get to work. I got tomorrow off. I am going to try more often to write more, but it is so challenging to be forced to write and be entertaining at the same time. Im getting sleepy now, so maybe I will have something to write about tomorrow. Like one of my dreams. Yeah maybe I will have that one dream where I’m flying, or where I am famous but not a real celebrity. Or maybe have that dream about (this passage has also been deleted).
Good Nite, Happy Halloween, Happy Birthday, Happy Pride, Happy to be Alive, Happy, Doc, Bashful, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey and SLEEPY. I can’t believe I knew all those.



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