Eat Crow

Okay, let’s see, where to begin.

Fun weekend overall, went to see John’s show at the Playground on Friday, and he was so funny and cute. You know, I really fell in love with him (not that he knew it for a thousand years) watching him do improv shows, so I always love going and watching him again, so funny, so confident, so sexy…

We hung out a bit but went home early because Sabrina and I had set up a day of lady shopping and believe me, I needed my rest. I really dislike shopping, and our main goal was to get bras. The ones I have were a mess, the metal all bended and the elasticity all gone, so we did our business, got our bras and ran out of the mall. I hate malls. Sabrina’s face got all red and she got dizzy…it was funny. We had lunch (so suburban!) and ran over to the Old Navy and shoved as many things as we could into her 20% off bag. We did really good, I was proud of us, and my boobs look fantastic! I got 26 year old boobs!

Saturday night we went to a costume party, that was fun. I looked stupid as the bearded lady in a homemade beard John cooked up for me two minutes before the party, but he went as the tattooed man and he looked really good. And hot.

Sunday we bounced around, I ran my “speed mile”, I’m doing this now on Sundays, just run a mile as fast as I can, try and get my speed up, and we went to breakfast and laid around and then went to another gathering and had delicious subs. Yum.

Now it’s all about Vegas of course, hoping that nothing extraordinary happens in the next day and a half and that Sabrina and I get out of here with no problems. I have to get through today and tomorrow (today is zipping by just fine) and then we’re done. DONE. Oh, and we’re doing an improv show tomorrow night with some of our other lady friends (tomorrow at 8 at the Playground, look for the team called “Bitch Stole My Fish”) so that should be excellent fun, a little improv before we take off.

I’m going to be The Crow for Halloween, I found some great faux-leather pants at the Village whatever thrift shop and for three dollars, I really wanted to find a wig, but I fear I may have to just color my hair black. It’s the perfect length…and I would still love to find an actual crow on my shoulder…but…you can’t have everything.