Monday, May 12, 2008

open your golden gate

revelations

i simply love the SF crew. they are just absolutely the best friends a girl could ever have and they make coming home very fun.

house parties rule - just nice to not have to pay for cocktails and then there's the promise of some sort of dip.

sunday breakfasts w/ the crew is always such a fun and interesting situation. its the extension of the walk of shame minus all the dirtiness that comes with it.


sunday afternoon at zeitgeist

the boys will never (EVER) let me forget about the time that i puked at some dot com (former) millionaire's house on potrero hill in '02. not only in his house, but his closet, his bathroom wastebasket and kitchen floor then proceeded to spill his dog food all over the entry to the front door. then i vomited outside on his sidewalk. you're welcome.

they also won't let me forget just how terrible i am at managing my time. actually NO ONE will stop reminding me how bad my time management skills are.

print your flight itinerary. and check it. and be on time for your flight. and don't bring hair gel.

hair gel seems to REALLY piss TSA off.

there is a tranny now manning the LAX southwest baggage check area. and shim looks like buffalo bill
precious

dont ever try to just stop by your hometown and not expect to have to put in WORK w/ the parentals.

i never go anywhere when im out in SF but three places downtown, mission district, and castro.

happy mother's day mommy.

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