pseudo-drunk posting

Home from unsuccessful club outing. Got mildly inebriated, but we managed to pick the club that was hosting After Prom, so it was all couples anyway. M thinks the Single Lesbian is a myth, but what can you do? We're going to go out hook-up hunting again next week and hope for better luck.

(Scarily, M and I have the same type, and since I am basically my type, theoretically I am her type. Oh, the travails of queerdom.)

pseudo-drunk posting

Home from unsuccessful club outing. Got mildly inebriated, but we managed to pick the club that was hosting After Prom, so it was all couples anyway. M thinks the Single Lesbian is a myth, but what can you do? We're going to go out hook-up hunting again next week and hope for better luck.

(Scarily, M and I have the same type, and since I am basically my type, theoretically I am her type. Oh, the travails of queerdom.)

And I'm sick, too.

To expand on last night's post, this weekend was Queer Prom, so a single friend and I assumed that all the couples would be there and the single gals would be at the clubs. So, we were going to go out after I got out of work. M (the friend) picked me up at work, we got lost on the way to the club (took us an hour and a half when it should have taken 45 minutes), and when we got there we discovered that the After Prom was at the club we'd decided to go to. Plus, A and her date were there, and since M had been sleeping with A for a while, that was all kinds of awkward. M and I stuck around until 12:30 or so, but then decided that the hunt was a bust, and she had work in the morning, so we left.

And then I woke up this morning feeling like death warmed over (what the hell does that phrase mean, anyway?), so I'm just not in a good mood. [Note: this is that cold going around, not a hangover or something.]

M has a theory that there are no single lesbians, and that couples just swap until they find the right fit. I'm kind of starting to believe her.

- call
-- Aetna re: switching coverage
- e-mail
-- Imaginary Roommate re: getting more toilet paper
-- Marvelous Mayhem re: returning corset
- reschedule MMRP rehearsal
- start composing family-friendly version of the Monologues
- fold laundry
- get S to wash dishes
- Otzma reference for A
- writing
-- imaginarybeasts
-- stargate_summer
-- extra Question(s) for fandom_grammar
-- that "Old Friends/Bookends" flopsy tejas inspired

And I'm sick, too.

To expand on last night's post, this weekend was Queer Prom, so a single friend and I assumed that all the couples would be there and the single gals would be at the clubs. So, we were going to go out after I got out of work. M (the friend) picked me up at work, we got lost on the way to the club (took us an hour and a half when it should have taken 45 minutes), and when we got there we discovered that the After Prom was at the club we'd decided to go to. Plus, A and her date were there, and since M had been sleeping with A for a while, that was all kinds of awkward. M and I stuck around until 12:30 or so, but then decided that the hunt was a bust, and she had work in the morning, so we left.

And then I woke up this morning feeling like death warmed over (what the hell does that phrase mean, anyway?), so I'm just not in a good mood. [Note: this is that cold going around, not a hangover or something.]

M has a theory that there are no single lesbians, and that couples just swap until they find the right fit. I'm kind of starting to believe her.

- call
-- Aetna re: switching coverage
- e-mail
-- Imaginary Roommate re: getting more toilet paper
-- Marvelous Mayhem re: returning corset
- reschedule MMRP rehearsal
- start composing family-friendly version of the Monologues
- fold laundry
- get S to wash dishes
- Otzma reference for A
- writing
-- imaginarybeasts
-- stargate_summer
-- extra Question(s) for fandom_grammar
-- that "Old Friends/Bookends" flopsy tejas inspired

Brr, freezer compartment.

Need additional sustenance, but also need to sleep because I have to be up at 7a tomorrow. For a GYN appointment. Oh, the horrors. I think I'm going to got stare at the contents of the freezer for a few minutes, and then give up and go to bed. (Part of the problem, of course, is that while S said she'd do the dishes, the sink is still full to exploding. I've decided that I may not actually be sick, I may have just strained my throat from all the yelling-to-be-heard at the club last night, but I'm not going to take the chance.)

Also, note to self: the Emeril brand chicken stock Dad bought me? Only mildly edible, but only with the addition of rice, black pepper, and parmesan cheese. Easily a quarter of a cup of parmesan cheese. Which was all that I had left. Curse you, inedible chicken stock! The organic stuff I usually buy (for risotto) tastes much better, and it doesn't actually need anything added to it.

Also, I seem to be unable to speak in complete sentences tonight. WTF, brain?

ETA Seaweed salad from the Asian market counts as food, right?

Brr, freezer compartment.

Need additional sustenance, but also need to sleep because I have to be up at 7a tomorrow. For a GYN appointment. Oh, the horrors. I think I'm going to got stare at the contents of the freezer for a few minutes, and then give up and go to bed. (Part of the problem, of course, is that while S said she'd do the dishes, the sink is still full to exploding. I've decided that I may not actually be sick, I may have just strained my throat from all the yelling-to-be-heard at the club last night, but I'm not going to take the chance.)

Also, note to self: the Emeril brand chicken stock Dad bought me? Only mildly edible, but only with the addition of rice, black pepper, and parmesan cheese. Easily a quarter of a cup of parmesan cheese. Which was all that I had left. Curse you, inedible chicken stock! The organic stuff I usually buy (for risotto) tastes much better, and it doesn't actually need anything added to it.

Also, I seem to be unable to speak in complete sentences tonight. WTF, brain?

ETA Seaweed salad from the Asian market counts as food, right?