lauralh | holidays are over, right?

So anyway what have I been up to. Christmas Eve, Steve had strep pretty bad and didn't want to do shit. I went to UVillage with Travis b/c I wanted a goddamned gingerbread latte. We looked around the yuppie stores, because I am madly in love with Williams and Sonoma ("Kitchen Porn") and he is madly in love with Crate and Barrel. So then I came home and Steve and I had Christmas Pizza. Yum? Yes. I contemplated going out afterwards, but I couldn't stir enough people up to do so. So after Sex and the City I just signed on AIM and chatted with Reg and Sean most of the evening. When they crashed out, I took a bunch of downers, read On The Road till it stopped making sense, then passed out till 10am.

At 10am I did a load of dishes and attempted to clean my bathtub. That took a good long while, let me fucking tell you. I got high as hell from the bleach fumes or ammonia whatever. Messed me up a bit, I mean. After I finished it to an acceptable degree (it hadn't been cleaned since the psycho stripper moved out), I put on a movie. Chinatown, hadn't ever seen it before. I liked the last part of it best, but damn if reservoir intrigue isn't exactly my bag. Jack Nicholson is cool as fuck, though.

Around 4 we got to Shanghai Garden and had our Chinese Feast. PEKING DUCK. MMMMM. That took till about 5:40 or so, at which point we headed to Cinerama to get our tickets. There was already a line forming (movie not for two hours!) so we said "FUCK IT", refunded the money, and headed to Pacific Place to catch the next showing. Took some Ativan before it started, and wow, did that make it more pleasant. Great flick nonetheless. We were feeling so mellow afterwards, though, that we felt like seeing another film. That wasn't such a good idea, and I fell asleep during. Oops.

Friday afternoon Reg and Steve and I tried to watch The Devil's Backbone, but Steve was busy trying to rearrange his vacation plans, and Reg and I didn't, um, want to watch the movie without him. So we didn't. Reg had a gift certificate to Suncoast, and Steve had one to Lover's Package, so we went there then the mall to spend these things. Heh. Steve got a few very interesting things, let me say.

We went to Fred Meyer and bought a shit ton of cheese and fruit and crackers and had that for dinner, sort of watching TV but not really, mainly running around trying to get ready. Reg got this wacky shirt from the Metro that he wanted to debut, and he bought me this tank top with a zipper down the front that is fairly skanky. Hit up Marcus' Martini Heaven first, since he'd never been, and after a couple drinks Four*Star at Deep Down. Danced a bit, talked a bit, drank a bit, prevented people from flirting a bit, teased a bit. Went to Sid's after to "post-funk", then a party.

The party was interesting, I guess. Everyone except me and Reg were drunk, so they all thought that Spin the Bottle would be great. And it wasn't bad at all. I got to kiss a really hot girl and a few really hot guys, and then watch all the other guys fall over each other making out. Ha. But by five am I was getting bored and tired... so we went home and had some 5-HTP and slept quite peacefully.