come here, weekend

last night was my dinner club. a bland looking chinese restaurant in the burbs, that has amazing food. champagne and a round table with a lazy susan. a giant fish that was still in a tank staring at me when i came in, drunken squab with the head still on, a lot of "what's this. is this pork? wait, an oyster? what is this!" "oh this tofu is like flavorless flan! yuck!" (ok that was me. i hate tofu. i can't help it. and don't give me that damn 'blah blah it comes in a lot of forms blah blah pressed tofu is good or baked tofu is good blah blah' what the fuck ever yo. tofu sucks)

text messaging under the table, like a full on dork.

not all is sunshine and peaches, since i did have old nightmares and woke up gasping, mildly choking and dry crying. but...i guess my subconscious has some stuff to dump still.

and at least i'm done with wet-ear dreams.

but mostly sunshine and peaches

looking forward to the weekend.

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