gayly forward
Before I joined my friend for her bachelorette party Friday night, I took her fiancee to the airport so she could fly to SanFran off to her bachelorette party (confused? don't worry 'bout it). As we were weaving our way out of their neighborhood, she was giving me directions of "right", "left" and "gayly forward". Naturally.

Debauchery commenced: line dancing was learned, the bride was graffiti'd by strangers, Ji was kissed by our ginormous waitress (I was merely felt up), there was a bare ass somewhere in all this which I missed because I was off at the bar getting an appletini for the bride, a very cute drag queen solicited us to be in a bikini contest (bride and i were all over it, ready to go, but we left before it started), and then there was the strip club. All I can say is that wasn't what I expected. Nope. Not what I expected. Even with all the movies and episodes of 'g-string divas' i've seen.

Last night debauchery (on a much smaller, more tame scale) continued as an ecclectic group got together to celebrate with me for bday fun. Being around friends just makes me happy, throwing in some karaoke, and it's like nirvana. Special guest star suzee was such a great twist to the evening's line-up. The other amazing discovery of the night? 'bohemian rhapsody' turns out to be a fantastic karaoke song.