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Oww, my pancreas!

it a bit of pain today, moving slower and trying to avoid a certain coworker who is loud, high pitched and pregnant.

Went out last night with Jason skibumca (and he updated his Journal today!). I was waiting for him to meet me outside Nirvana and was listening to my ipod and lip synching to muse (probably looking like an idiot) when Jason snuck up on me.

"Follow me, I found a hat that you have to try on." So I followed him back to Citizen where I guess he was shopping before we met up. He shows me the hat, and I instantly love it. When I put it on and saw it in the mirror, I knew it was a done deal. I looked at the price tag and winced, but it was already a done deal.

Jason looked at the tag, scrunched up his face and said, "Well you can think about it over dinner."

"No need," I replied as I walked toward the cashier, " I have the best personal shopper."
This got a big smile out of the cashier. "We just got them in today!" he said. once again I made a remark about how I have the best personal shopper!

Had yummy Chicken Curry noodles at Nirvana before we headed for drinks at Moby Dick, it wasn't exciting enough for us so we decided to check out other places, I wanted to take Jason to The Edge or Daddy's because he was scared of those bars... unfortunately they were both dead, so we settled for The Bar on Castro. It was busy and the music was great. I realized I was wearing a Russian shirt and with the new hat I looked very Eastern Block porn star.

"Ja ist goodt. Dobre Utra! Strassvoy Kaaktela!" as well as any other words happen to come to my mind came out of my mouth as well as "I love Aamerika!" I wasn't doing a very good job but I was having fun.

We went out to the smoking patio and sat next to a girl who looked thoroughly miserable and started up a conversation with her to see if we could cheer her up. She wasn't feeling well and was waiting for her friends so the company was definitely appreciated. Jason had noticed some hot guys staring at us, pointed them out to me, They were both really cute, but I went back to talking to my new friend. Shortly after I looked up right into the eyes of one of the hot guys. He had a very intense look on his face, recognition and questioning mixed together. Slowly it dawned on me I knew him!

"RUDY!" I screamed as I ran over to give him a hug, it had been years since I had seen him. Rudy was the first gay guy I met in San Francisco. Our Friend Jannie did her best to force us to date, so of course neither of us were interested in each other. Rudy looked great with his scruffy face and wild flowing hair. It was good to see him.

We met some poor NY boy, Mike, who seemed a bit out of place, He is the Fashion Editor at Jane Magazine. Jason was trying to work his newly single magic but it just got too late. I am thinking about sending him an email.... playing my part as friend of the stalker... "Do you like my friend or not - Because the other side of the country is a long way to travel for a booty call!"



夢中人- Dreams- cranberries - 王菲(Faye Wong) - 胡思亂想

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polardemonwolf
Sep. 2nd, 2004 08:03 pm (UTC)
mm.. Chicken Curry!!!

me rikey chicken curry!

I'd love to see the hat, but 90 miles is a bit to drive just to see a hat.

I'm trying to get the other half to want to leave the valley this weekend, trying to get to the City to get some wings N beer @ Hooters... (not for the girls, for the hot guys drooling over the girls.) :)
monkeyx3
Sep. 3rd, 2004 11:24 am (UTC)
I will be sure to post of picture of it soon. You know, I don't think I've ever been to a Hooters. probably just too high class for me.
skibumca
Sep. 3rd, 2004 08:52 am (UTC)
I completely forgot about my personal shopping skills! I'm so jealous of that hat...I wish I could wear hats. Eric, we should definitely work on your porn star alter-ego.
monkeyx3
Sep. 3rd, 2004 11:22 am (UTC)
I need to get the accent down. Did you email Mike?
traylordean
Sep. 9th, 2004 04:32 pm (UTC)
I guess I never really did a good job at being your personal shopper....now that I think about it you never did buy anything I was hounding you to buy - except your PS2 and even then I wanted you to get the Xbox :(

But anyway! So now the back story comes out after reading your journal entry about why you were trying to get me to call you: Vlad. Yes, Vlad the enigmatic eastern European porn star, you are born.
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