Man,

I had a lot of fun yesterday. My show-goin self had been dormant for so long, I forgot how much a part of me it was (despite having a homeless woman yell around the car while looking for spare change or having skanky guys block in my car when I was trying to leave for home because they wanted to ask me if I was from California). Gotta love Woosta!

We partied like rockstars. I talked to another friend that I hadn't seen in a while (geez he remembers the funniest, tiny details about things - like the canned mushrooms that my parents used to put on frozen pizzas). I spent time chatting with *him* too, mmmmm. I finally got one of those t-shirts that I've wanted for a while.

I'm really happy about things lately and feeling a bit like a crazy lady too - I hope I don't end up doing something unwarranted and silly that ends up bursting my bubble. B finds this (and all its minute details) all very amusing and said he's excited that I'm out doing my thing again. Doesn't - make - sense!

The only thing I was missing was the pleather pants; they would have complimented Sordid's camo bikini top well! :)