the weekend was amazing. i walked around houston alone for the first time ever, and read some hemingway and flannery o'connor short stories in the public library, and got tatted up with ferrick, and ate hella mexican food. margs and migas.
i really like htown, but let me tell you, it's huge and we got lost everywhere we went. that was okay, though, because i haven't driven around for ages and we jammed texas country and george strait and smoked cigarettes with the windows down. got some good girl time.
i saw some of the best faces i know, and us girls line danced to a self-inflicted shania marathon on the jukebox, and the rest of the people at gene's better times didn't seem to mind too much.
danette was so beautiful at the wedding; her dress was perfect. i screwed up my face when i was standing up there; i regret it, can't help it. when i try not to be emotional it just comes out looking like my passport photo. :/
but we got our two step on afterwards, and i tried to peer pressure danette's gammy into taking a shot of patron, and we drank mezcal with a scorpion in it on the sly in the ladies locker room before stanky leggin it on the dance floor.
afterwards the party took it to the hampton inn, where shit hit the fan at Pool Party 2010. jim stepped on a broken bottle and left a trail of blood up to his room. josh fell asleep in the tub and flooded out the gym. i lost my shoes and went to denny's in my mardi gras kitties crop top and bare feet looking like the ultimate po' white. and then we popped a bottle of champagne inside the elevator on our way out, on accident.
in other words, i was in my element.
now i'm back on the grind, slipped right in and giddily stoked on the fact that i got the beat i wanted, in fort greene and clinton hill, plus BED STUY, which is like giving me a piece of chocolate cake and then smushing it in my face and smooching it off. unexpected badassness.
so much good stuff. and i haven't even started yet! YALL READY FOR THIS??
"the ultimate po' white" = Amazing.
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