Monday July 19, 2010

No yoga for three days. Bad bad girl. I caught up on my Daniel Tosh.O in the morning and then met the gay boys at the Local for lunch. We walked over to the mall and I made Phillip and Jayden get on the little kiddie train I walk by this thing on the way to the gym in Horton Plaza and I always think how funny it would be to put some adult(s) on there. The woman thought Phillip was a child lol. I am laughing so hard at her laughing. At the end she says “Are you from here?” and I say “Yeah let’s leave them there.” hahahahah (remember 91/2 weeks the movie with Mickey Rourke where he leaves Kim Basinger at the top of the ferris wheeel?)

After a bit we came back to my place to watch Marley and Me (oh gawd that was rough despite having read the book…. oh SPOILER ALERT the dog dies) and in my attempt to make popcorn I dropped a glass bowl and cut my leg. That’s what happens when I try to cook. I bleed.

Ryan had to help me since I don’t know how to use the vacuum.

I went to bed super early but got about 4 hours of sleep because there is at least one fly in my loft WHO WOULD NOT STOP BUZZING IN MY EAR ALL  NIGHT. I swear to God it came to my head at least once an hour and woke me up with it’s partying. At one point about 2am I got up, found the fly swatter and waited with the lights on to kick his ass. And of course I could barely keep my eyes open so I went back to sleep, would barely doze off and it would come back and wake me up again. I was sooooo fucking annoyed. I don’t even know if it was one or a dozen that just kept rotating in and out of my bedroom area. Ridiculous. I don’t have screens on my very old historic windows in the bathroom so that’s what I get for opening them for 2 days.

Yeah, I’m tired and grumpy.

Saturday July 17, 2010

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE CUTEST DOG ALIVE!  Are you kidding me! Have you ever seen or heard of Mr Winkle? Please check out the official site. The dog in the photo is a Pomeranian, Mr Winkle is probably a mixed Pomeranian breed. Definitely a toss up of who is cuter.

Another sketched out little dog…come on just trust me!

I ran into my friend Charlie and his wife Stephanie and their new baby (I can’t remember the age or her name…I am so bad) I held this baby without it crying for approximately 20 minutes. It shocked the shit out of everyone.

Rich, George and I took off looking for some fun.

Pay close attention to the fashionable headband on Tommy’s head.

A girl after my own heart!  

Rich Rich Rich. See, he gets in more trouble when he’s with women!

It was so nice to see Mike O! He was diagnosed with Guillian Barre Syndrome years ago, then ALS and found out 2 years ago that it was a misdiagnosis and he has PLS. My father died of ALS so I am all too familiar of what happens and when I heard he hadn’t gotten any worse 2 years ago, I was elated. We chatted a while about his condition and he is living life to the fullest enjoying that fact that he doesn’t have a countdown It’s a miracle. Really.

It was this guy’s first day in America. And of course, Chris thinks anyone with an accent is Mexican. And then he turns on his Mexican accent to try to communicate with them.

Oh shit, that’s right I left him outside with these guys. Oops.

I love a straight girl at these events with enthusiasm.

Dallas’s outfit was quite a sight. She had taken marker to the back of her shirt and it said something like “Maybe if I spend a lot of time on my outfit he will fuck me.” Or something silly. Dallas…chime in here in the comments section. How long did it take you? What did it say? Where did you get your inspiration from?? We want to know!

Something is damn funny!

Jenn from LA was in town. Why so sad? Because I am in your face with the camera while you are trying to text someone? lol

Phillip Ashton and me doing this awful face that I can’t control anymore. It’s like when models and porn stars make the same face involuntarily when there is a camera around. Ew I need to stop that.

haha! YOU ARE faboosh Jen!

One of my fave pix of the day! This pretty much sums up San Diego Pride. Phillip raids the backseat of Dallas’s car and finds a costume.

Wow. Fashion faux pas.

There were more photos but honestly, they were as blurry as I was seeing. I went home at 3am. Ouch.

More Dallas videos for you. I told you, it never gets old!

Friday July 16, 2010

A bunch of my favorite gays were in town for Pride so I headed up to Mo’s for some happy hour delights before Tommy/Suite 703′s event tonight at Rich’s. I tried for a little while to lure Rich to meet us but Chris was mad at me for flaking last night and he said that Rich misbehaves when he is around me (not true) and gay porn stars (kinda true). He keeps threatening to demolish me the next time I have an actual boyfriend and is plotting to TRY lure him out when I want quiet cuddle time. Hey, sorry if I am so damn fun.

Tommy 5tone and Phillip Ashton who deems himself a “pocket gay”…who I would gladly keep in my pocket at all times.

Jayden Grey and Howard (Papa Bear)

Phillip, Ryan Raz, Jayden, and of course the love of my life (during gay events), Trevor Knight.

oooooh my favorite Hillcrest bartender….Wesley!

Tommy, seriously, you are going to eat french fries for dinner? No wonder you weigh 2.7 pounds.

I received a backhanded compliment from 818 on this cute shot via Twitter. He will say it wasn’t backhanded but his words were ”Whoa there’s a girl in that photo” and then “You don’t look like a tranny.” Well there ya have it folks. My pre-sex change operation medication is evidently not working after all. It’s his immature passive way of being sweet to me. So retarded. I haven’t seen him in a long time but we are being civil and chatting once in a while. Whatevs. He definitely owes me a dinner, though. Perhaps one day when we are in the same city for more than a minute and a half he will take me out. Although I do expect to eat dinner in the front seat of his car. I mean like Taco Bell, not road head you sickos. I’m actually only writing this to see if he reads my blog. lol

I had to nap (again…sorry I was up at 5:30am for yoga! I get tired!) so when I showed up super late to the club I got attitude from Tommy until I reminded him that I was in fact there. My shoes made up for my tardiness. And I ran and got him a fresh drink.

Tommy and his hags! Jenkki Jen, Miss Vanessa and Jenncalistyle.

Since we were in the VIP area over the dance floor there was a nice big window where Vanessa and I could show our butts to everyone below! Hahaha! I was a little concerned at first about being photographed  but realized none of those boys down below would even pay attention to us. Now that I look closer, she didn’t even have her ass showing. Mine was fully pressed against the glass. Oh gawd.

Plus it was so fucking hot in there there was no way they would be able to see through the steamy sweaty fog. It was so gross. We were soaked. I used Tommy’s gift bags as wings to cool myself off as I danced.

#thingswethinkarewickedfunnywhenwe’vebeendrinking

 

Joe picked Vanessa and I up and dropped me off at my place. I tongue kissed her dog Kali. It’s the least I can do after the kidnapping incident.