So we're back in the swing of the work week...FML. I wish I could just groundhog day the weekend and do the same shit over and over subtly changing minor details. It was wonderful to have my dear friend Jersey Jordan in town...he always brings the fun. The major downside to Saturday night was "springing ahead"...you know the time change so it feels like it stays light out longer when really all it does is fuck up your sleep schedule. By the time we got our group to move from one end of the Castro to the other it was practically bar close, just when I had made it to my favorite dance floor they turned the lights on! There is nothing like a hardcore cock block/ check with reality like the halogen lights coming on mid-pelvic thrust/ hip gyration on the dance floor. A person can go from Kim Kardashian to Snooki in a matter of mere seconds. My pal thinmint was more than happy for the early bar close seeing as how she was a xanexed out like a zombie falling asleep at whatever bar stool we left her on, the rest of us felt robbed of our power hour.
Sunday was the day of rest, I woke up in the mid afternoon to my gal pal Ms. Hotlanta watching a Girlfriends marathon on BET aka the afro-american sex and the city.
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| Remember UPN?? |
Its basically a mixture of the movie Dream Girls, A Walk to Remember and something else I can't quite put my finger on. As cheesy as it was I was enthralled, like how a person can get with Lifetime movies. You know that what you're watching is not a thing of substance or quality but you're trapped, hoping the plot thickens and becomes more intelligent or intriguing. Usually it doesn't....but I stayed wrapped up in it from beginning to end. I occupied my time with this instead of going to Church like many people do on a Sunday morning, I feel like it at least a second best. Here you can experience the highs and lows of the film through the preview, it pretty much sums up the whole film:
I did leave the house for about an hour to go out to Sushi Boat with J and Beefy, where I of course did not eat sushi nor did J. Instead we went for the most Americanized option and got Bento Boxes of Terakayki Chicken and Chicken Katsu with rice and the pile of iceberg lettuce with every one's favorite secret sauce (thousand island).
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| The Safe Option |
The restaurant is still fun because the little boats with sushi on them go round and round their little river in front of your seat in a relaxing and mesmerizing way. I feel as though mentioning Japanese Sushi forces me to mention the devastation in Japan. Absolutely horrible and although I'm agnostic it can't hurt to pray for those poor people in their time of desperation and need. In fact I try to ignore the news besides the necessary information because I start to get wrapped up in emotion over things bigger than me and out of my control, I'm emo enough without crying over the woes of this world. Still a moment of silence and a prayer for good health and quick recovery for those in need.
After my hour of fresh hair and clouded sunlight I returned home back to the nest of comfortable seating arrangements that is my living room and took up the activities I had briefly left...smoking the vape and watching TV. J, the Beefster and I briefly entertained the idea of activities such as seeing a movie in theatres, bowling, going to a bar to play trivia, but every time it came down to actually getting ourselves together and going to do one of these activities we changed our minds and stayed in our seats. We watched the first season of Parks and Rec. beginning to end in fact, in a daze. I just can't get enough of that Leslie Knope!
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| Leslie Knope trasnporitng gay penguins in car seats. Season 1: must watch |
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