suport your local homo...

oh dear lordy my right clav is killing me... i had a very long esxsausting weekend, i had the best time. i'm sitting in front of my computer at work right now and my customers are asking me if i'm sick. i must look like crap. i didn't get much rest this weekend. three hours friday night five hours saturday and six hours sunday night. i'm beat. i could only imagin what my honeybucket is feeling like at this moment.

friday night: honeybucket made an effort to intergrate me into her friends. i haven't been well recieved by her twin sister. apparently she hates me. she makes no quams about it. her friends on the other hand have made themselves pleasent in my precance. especially miss nicolette. she has such a bright personallity wich is wonderfully accompanied by her glowing smile.

saturday: i gay'd it up at pride. manny and julie came down from there neck of the woods. manny drank 1/2 a bottle of parrt bay and barely got buzzed. i drank 1/2 a bottle of nilla vodka and was nice and toasty for the afternoon. we came home and i played bartender. i made angel martinis. chocolate martinis, sluge, mint martinis, melon balls, and some other stuff. i got julie manny and my honey bucket very drunk. we stayd up late into the night manny and my honey bucket bonded over similar familial issues and i'm glad they could share with eachother.

sunday: i made breakfast. blueberry waffles and chocolate chip waffles. yea miss jones can cook when she wants to. it took us most of the day to get ready to leave my house. we went to old town looked around did a little shopping and ate way to much mexican food. manny and julie left when we came back home. honey bucket and i recapped the weekend in my bed by laughing our heads off over the silly things we to. it seems like we can talk for hours yet i can't pin point what exactly we talked about. it's like a hodgepodge with us.