Valentines day horror story....

February is a strange month...a lot of people tend to scale back this month...a final wind down from the holidays and a review of those crazy credit card bills fallowed by how quickly next months rent is due...and then there is Valentines day....

Valentines day started out dreadful for me..as I am sure many of you remember when your a kid in grammar school and the teacher tells everyone to pass out the valentines and its always like a crazy fucked up popularity contest....

Like always I woke up late for school and while trying to stomach down a breakfast i was to nervouse to eat I remember its fucking valentines day and I have to make 30 cards for my class mates...my mom freaks out for me...she screams and yells and demands why I didnt remember sooner...I thank her for being the panic and hysterics in my life cuz now I don't have to she already did enough of it for me...anyway...she rushes me to the grocery store to buy valentines but they are out considering it is valentines day and all..so we go to some hallmark store and find some...I have a list of the students names that the teacher handed out..probably weeks before...and we begin to fill them out...except I am a horrible speller...so I write To: Jeff Frome: Eddie ...than later i think about it and decide to write froom: Eddie ...I remember this shit vividly writing out these things in the car outside my school...late as usual...then I look over at one my mom did and realize I fucked up most of them so I start to scratch out some of the fromes and frooms but it looks so horrid and I'm tryin not to let my mom catch on cuz I don't want her to know I cant spell from...so finally my mom and I finish the cards and she rushes me out with a bunch of misspelled valentines...

sitting in class I was praying the teacher would forget to ask us to pass out the cards...what were people gona say and do...I wasn't very popular as it were and I was considered a freak kid already anyway...but the time comes and i reluctantly pass out my cards...then it happens one of the girls is standing not to far from me and I see her whisper to a friend show her my card and laugh...I try to pretend like nothing happened as I sit alone at my desk trying not to notice i have a smaller stack of valentines...


So I may not be 8 anymore and my life is a little larger than that third grade class...but Im still everything i was in the 3rd grade...i cant spell, I'm always late., and most people consider me a freak...growth is a crazy thing...this valentines day i could have made the same mistakes I always do and run off to try and save some strange woman...instead I hung out with some friends and got wasted...at the end there i was left alone without a goodbye...but I didn't let it end there..I used to let life happen but sometimes you got to make things work out...whateva...

Return to sender...

I dont care what you think...sure I am A FREAK...i mean FREAK...more than strange...more than crazy...more than weird...more than unique and unusual..more than eccentric...I dont make any sense..I am a FREAK....the weird look at me with a confused gazed...the next to normal find the shit that comes out of my mouth unusual...and my actions dont add up...the strange and unusual frequently find them selves misunderstood...I am a FREAK understood and found as wrong....that is my difference...BUT I DONT CARE....I LOVE WHO I AM...i LOVE my friends...I love who I put around me...If you dont get and cant handle who I am ...Like any and every woman out there I have met....I guess I am destined to be UNACCEPTED....

And as much of a FREAK I am....as unusual I live my life....as undesirable I am as a mate....as much as I dont care....it is a wonderful feeling to go out with my friends..whether they are the new ones I've recently met..or my old friends who've known me forever...they make me feel good about myself....because I know they care about this little FREAK...I may never find what I am looking for....But at least I got my Friends....

What I'm Really saying is...

So I guess I should get flikr or something so I can put up my photos....but 'till then here are a smattering of the best ones form the past few weeks...its from a bunch of random nights...I lost my cord to connect my camera to my PC to download my photos...I just figured out another way so now I have a shit load of photos to post...

Some of my newest and most cherished friends....I Miss Bianca Already....
Could this be the start of something......DIRTY!


WHO WANTS CAKE!!!!


Impromptu photo shoot outside B.O.C....

If only you knew what Eric just said....Sorry Boys I'm straight.....
NO REALLY...I AM!!

New Years Pics...

Yah I know It's Feb now and New Years is a faded memory...but read above...so now I finally got these photos out of my camera....I worked on New Years..but afterwords it was like any other Champagne Sunday except we had a shit load of champagne to to drink....



Barb...
The Mayor of Mecca looks on...
Our Chef Rick...Who almost dropped his bike trying to move it that night...he could barely walk...
New Years Love....
Ray the Mayor of Mecca looking all astute...
Our Barback Miguel and his woman....
Sure Mecca was not the place I wanted to be for New Years Nor was it the place I wanted to be after work...But as it turned out I had A lot of fun that night with everyone....wish you were there though....