Living The Go-Girl Lifestyle
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What a weekend. I was worried that I had retired for some time there. What, with my weekends of tea toddling and cursory political meta-referential discussion followed by hard weeks at Local Unionized Grocery Store, I thought perhaps I'd dried up.
Leave it for well-enough kept Toronto queer scene-ish party Vazeleen to get my booty shaking once more. I'd planned on being a troupe of Ninjas. But Raymond (
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Saturday was Marget Cho with a bunch of gays. I've seen only a few performances by the woman and have always laughed. However her DVDs had my sides splitting. That doesn't happen very often to me, although I wish it would. We headed to the ghetto and slutted it up on the street. Some non-bear-club promoter bear club double speak party was happening above O'Grady's and seemed to be dispersing right as me and my gays arrived. Or at least all the guys I wanted to have sex with seemed to be leaving. Oh harshness, I know but whatever. I was ripped on Cho. cheap Australian wine and ready to fierce it. The street was exciting but not too much so. Gays dressed up as Hooters girls accosting Police squad cars etc.
I woke up the next morning and went to work. Handed out candy in Westdale and Martin and Lindsey's sitting around watching various weblog bits on the notebook WiFi New TV thingy. Went to bed slept like a rock... be more entertaining. OK. I'm try.
I joined a punk band and had my first rehearsal last night. They are called Red Label and play music I don't really listen to. So I am working as Ms. Bass discoing up their cute brand of hardcore metal punk with a nice slather of disco pink. The amp at the jam pad is much better than mine and can make a fierce cutting crunchy pick brushing sound when we really get into a groove. We'll see how it goes but it's my duty in the band thus far to have them do less dramatic metal turn around tempo stop theatrics and just stick to a little more jam.
To work! Afterwards an election party at Brendan's. Where we will drink to Kerry's win or continue drinking for Bush's until we are no longer conscious.
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Date: 2004-11-02 08:37 pm (UTC)When they finally stopped, i had a great time. How can you not LOVE bobbing for buttplugs?
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Date: 2004-11-02 08:51 pm (UTC)They had the right personality for Hallowe'en IMHO, though.
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Date: 2004-11-04 06:43 am (UTC)And for the record: it's not that I had a better costume, but that I didn't have all the ninja accoutrements. Also, since I own no dark pants, I would have simply worn jeans & a black t-shirt over my head. That would have sucked & also I would have over-heated.
Thank you for the fab post!!!