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Ghetto Fabulous

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american apparel dress, urban outfitter tights, various jewels, jeffery campbell booties.

this weekend started last weekend. but since i am sure i have told you all about that grimey little adventure. i'll start my "this weekend..." story with last monday. after work i headed over to my man ju's house to smoke potts and watch Hero's. yes. heros. it's on right before my favorite show Lie To Me. after that i went home and went to bed. boring. tuesday night i hopped on over to my girl jodie's house for some fun fun fun. put on a dress put on some tights drank lots of whiskey and then i got swooped by That Boy and he took me to a show. and by show i mean, his band playing for a camera man in an empty basement. it was awesome and fun. i felt like a princess. i am a princess. woke up on wednesday in san francisco with a hundred pound head and about five minutes to get to work. after work my alcoholic enthusiast co-workers boozed me up and dragged me out to the bars after work. kissing. dancing. loving. prancing. woke up at my mama margot's house, with and empty head and about an hour to get to work. worked working working worked. got off on thursday and ran home to saint leander for a proper shower and some proper clothing. then zoom bing zanged back to The City to watch One Fell Stoop. dancing. jelly fishing. kissing. loving, swaying. picture taking. boozing. after the show i went back to The Stoop. party. made some drinks, drank them all. had some pizza... you know the rest. i woke up upside down and naked. unbruised and unburned. surprised? me too. friday the 13th. one of the better days of the week. worked all day, chipper and sweet. got off and blasted home to get ghetto for jessie's birthday party. best. costume. ever. made. ever. partied all night in santa cruz. slept in rosie's bed. the best bed. woke up, ate smoked ate smoked. then it was saturday night. boozed in the cruz and went out with the girls.. to the blue lagoon. more like asshole raping lagoon. my girls were feeling it, but i just could not hang. someone tried to finger my butthole under my skirt. that was the last straw for me. i mean, yeah. i am a creep. and a perv. but that doesn't mean i want some random dirty fingers in my butthole. so i kicked it out front, with the smoking creeps. i had on a super sweet robot chest plate. i know, i'm too good. i bumped into a blacked out rose outside, so we ditched the party and went home. home to her house. my home is your house. where.. i sang the beatles rock band until 4 o'clock in the morning. i could have gone all night. ok. then sunday i went to a bbq at trinh and coyotes. they have a new dog. love love love. then ju and i finally left and went home. back to our east bay. done and done weekend.
there are so many details missing for my wild weekend of love. and i don't really know why i have to sit here and type out as fast as i can how many nights in a row i've spent away from home. but here it is. and there you have it.
this week, i am going to stay at home and save my pennies nickels and dimes. it's almost apartment moving time...