- Oy vey! What a hangover! Ugh! No more froo-froo girly drinks for me! I know I know "I thought this was sober week, Kim. Whats THAT about?" Blow me. lol Boy Terry came out after months and months of seclusion, so I had to celebrate now didn't I? Yes. I did. I'll do sober week sometime next year, lol. '04 is my year to do whateva the hell I want. Which includes partying and making out with random cute woman (applications can be sent to kimberst@yahoo.com).
Didn't make with the mackin last night tho. Picked Terry up at 9, met Eth and Dr. Mike at Images. Stayed there for a few, then went to the Saloon, but they wouldn't let Terry in cuz he has no ID. Eth went to see Stevo, the rest of us went to Sidekicks. Enter froo-froo girly drinks. I was sick o the so co, so had my boy Ryan whip me up somethin. No clue what the hell was in it, but it was YUMMY! And blue. And rocked my world. Dr. Mike ordered us another round and Ryan showed me the glass before he put the mixers in.
!.....................ALCOHOL........................!!..mixers..! Good Lawd! He calls it his magical concoction. Brace yourself Cyn, cuz I have decided that we shall start da burgh festivities with one o those. Boo ya. I do so love my bartenders.
So we hung at Sidekicks for an hour or so, shootin the shit and singin Cher and generally making asses of ourselves. Then Terry pointed out that the oogie, greasy, fat nasty man was fondling himself and I decided it was time to bolt. Was either that or loose lunch. Um ew! If ya wanna pet the monkey, at least go in the bathroom or somethin aight? Don't subject innocent lesbians to that sight. Gives us nightmares fo real, yo.
Off to Pegasluts we went. Dr. Mike punked out pretty early, but me and Terry had a grand ol time. Ran into Frank, Adam and Dominick. Oogled a straight* girl. Terry got chatted up and ended up mackin on a guy named Jim. Seems like a nice guy. He was telling me about his hottie sister and said he'd email me a pic. Which he did this morn. She is kinda cute, lol. Luckily he was in the pic too, cuz me and Terry both had uber thick beer goggles on and were not too secure in our abilities to determine attractiveness, lol. But he is a cutie, so woot woot! Go Terry!
Left Pegs round 1:30ish and motored home. Stayed up till 3 or so catchin up and discussing relationships and life and all that fun philosophical crap ya talk about when you're drunk. Good times. I miss me some Terry! He best be comin out more often.
*straight as told to Terry by her gay boi. But she spent waaaayyyy too much time checkin me out for me to buy that she's strictly dickly, lol. She's one o those Kim-gay girls. Betcha.
Thursday, May 13, 2004
- Its my Friday and I'll blog if I want to!
Of course, I have not a damn thing to blog about but thought I'd say hi. Hi!
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
- Hey Cynde! Check this out and let me know what ya think! :o)
- Lots o inetersting stuff in the news today. Did ya hear bout the UFOs? Freaky shit. I don't think we need to worry about any hostile alien takeovers tho. Any intelligent lifeforms would see how baldy we've fucked up the planet and each other and write us off as a lost cause.
In queer news, a lesbian mom has been denied parental rights to her biological children. See, what happened was that she donated eggs that were then fertilized and implanted into her partner. So she's bio mom, the other is birth mom. Her attorney explained that she didn't adopt the kids because, as the biological mother, she didn't think it was necessary. The birth mom's attorney said the decision "beautifully upholds the freedom of choice of same-sex partners on whether both partners will or will not be the parents" and that the woman "had agreed that only one of them will be the parent." What kind of crock of shit is that? Give me a fucking break. So fine, k, we can choose whether or not we'll be parents. Yep. We make that choice when we decide whether or not to have children. What's next, a guy doesn't wanna pay child support so he tells the judge "Oh, yeah, we talked about it and decided that she was gonna parent." Bullfucking shit. And I'm sorry, but I do not believe for even half a second that bio mom said "Oh, yeah, here, have some eggs. I'll just play live-in nanny tho. No parenting for me!" For birth mom to even try to pass that off is infuriating to me. You decided to have kids with this woman, you fucking asshat. Maybe ya don't like her anymore, maybe you think she's an asshole, and maybe she IS an asshole. But those ARE HER KIDS TOO! Fuckwad.
- Tuesday is chooseday
- one day at a job you like, have your boss catch you masturbating OR sending out resumes to other employers?
- be seen on a date with a beautiful woman that was actaully a man OR be seen on a date with a really ugly skank that smelled bad (courtesy of genuine)
- be on a totally nude beach all day long (with no chance of escape) without any kind of sunscreen or shade OR use the nastiest construction-site port-o-potty (out of severe need) that is lacking toilet paper? (courtesy of shaunacat)
- be the first one to know the world is ending OR be the last one to know the world is ending? (courtesy of ilgondo)
So I'm a day late. Sue me.
- Would you rather:
Resumes. Fo sho.
I'm thinkin beautiful woman that was actually a man. Which is aight, cuz I don't go there on a first date anyways. Heh.
Oh please. Color me naked.
Last. Sneak that shit up on me. I don't wanna know.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
- Big with the suck
Get your mind outta the gutter, this ain't that kinda post. Unfortunately. Heh. NEways, yeah sucky suck ass morning full of suckage. Woke up a teensy late, booked ass to get ready, which I did in record time, out the door and boom. I have a flat. I'm not talkin oo, I need to put some air in that thing flat. I mean FLAT. Frankenstein's head kinda flat. Goin nowhere fast kinda flat. Summabeech. Call the boss, yo be there when I get there. Go about the business of changing the tire, which was a major pain in the ass, cuz I have those big uber mo fo off roading tires, and lemme tell ya, those fuckers are HEAVY! And I'm weak. Finally get the tire changed, I'm all shades o muddy and scraped up, so back to the house I go, wash my hands and change so as to not look grease monkey all day. Back out the door, only half hour late (go me and my mad tire changin skills. boo ya!). Jump in the butchmobile and realize I left the sunroof open last night. And my ass is soaked. Cuz it rained. Damnit. Figure fuck it, I'll just have a wet ass. And I do. So there.
Last night was much fun tho. Worth the shitty morning I'd say. Met Kev at Images round 8:30. Yeah, so much for the not drinkin. Shut da hell, sober week starts today. Or is postponed till July sometime. One or t'other. Hung with Kev and played some pool till round 9:15, then down to Pegs to meet the girls for the big drag king show. Which they really should have more of in my humble opinion. This year was a HUGE improvement over last year. Much fun. Lots o girlies. Not that it did me any good, lol. I am so doin the drag thing next year. Drag name suggestions are appreciated ;o) So yup, that was my evening. OH, and Rach may go to Mich Fest with me. Woot woot! Figuring on goin Wed-Sun. Awww yeah!
Monday, May 10, 2004
- I've had all I can take
Go here. Apparently a whole bunch of single women feel it is unneccessary for them to vote.
Adriana Maza is an articulate 23-year-old nanny who hopes one day to attend medical school. She has dabbled in grass-roots politics, has opinions about the war in Iraq (news - web sites), the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, the presidential candidates and even considers herself a feminist.
But she does not vote.
"I guess I don't really feel like there's much of a choice," she said. "Until I feel there is a candidate who really represents my views, someone who can represent something positive, I don't feel compelled to vote."
Ya don't feel compelled to vote? Not compelled. Hmm. Have opinions on the war. But not compelled. Feminist. Not compelled. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!? How can you NOT be compelled to vote? How is that even possible? Yeah, ok, limited choices, true. I wouldn't have hand picked either of the players in this particular game. But come the fuck on. If Bush stays in office, it will affect this country for decades. Like Roe vs. Wade? If we don't send that asshat packin, don't count on it stickin around for long.
In the survey, 65% of single women said they viewed the country as "seriously off on the wrong track."
Um, hi. K, maybe ya didn't pay attention in Civics class. Thats aight. I'll fill ya in. See- what happens when ya think things are fucked is ya FIX EM! If someone is fuckin up our country, you FIRE THEM! Ya do that by voting. Not difficult. Go here. Fill out the form. Vote. Be heard. Silence gives consent. If you don't stand up and be heard now, you may not get another chance. Think your vote doesn't count? Thats a pity, cuz these guys- they vote.
Need some more incentive? Watch Iron Jawed Angels. See what those women endured to get you the right to be heard. Honor their memories. Think for yourself. Be heard. For fuck's sake.
- Oooo. New blogger. Whats the dealio? Should not fuck with a girl like that first thing Monday morn when she ain't had her coffee yet. Fo real yo. Not cool.
Latest update- went out with Eth Sat night as planned. Donny's first to celebrate Jada's last night. Whoa way with the uber tipsy there. Can't go wrong with free drinks now can ya? Between the 2 of us, we spent $35 the whole night. And that's counting $9.50 for a jager an red bull at pegs at the end of the night. Da gals were takin good care of us. Woot! Beth got herself a new native-type nick. Flaps in Wind. You really don't wanna know, just suffice to say that it was funny as all hell. Specially Eth's sound effects. Um, yeah.
So, Alan met us at Donny's and we decided to head off to Lucky's. Why? Fuckin got me. Lucky's gives me the heebie jeebies. And the "string must remain in your butt at all times" sign did NOT help. *shudder* Luckily no go go boys tho. Stayed at Lucky's for one quick drink. Cuz yeah, um, ew. Then on to Pegs. Apparently Ama and the ex were there, but didn't run into them. Yay! After Pegs, took Alan back to his car and headed home. Called Cyn on the way cuz she totally punked out on our chat plans (mmhmmm, you know ya did, lol). Hadn't yet figured out the whole hands free earpiece thingy for the new phone, hence did not hang up when I thought I did. Yeah, so made an ass o myself, lol. All good. Went home and crashed.
Got up yesterday morn and drove Eth back to get his car. Moms called and said she wasn't feelin well, so no moms day celebratin for me. Spent the entire day on my couch instead. Cuz yeah I am that lazy. Got online round 8:30ish for my usual Sunday night. Crashed round 12:30, and here I am all bright eyed and bushy tailed. And so begins my 2 weeks stint of soberness. Yeah, I said sober. Ayup. My liver will thank me ;o)