the crazy city
back to the insanity of the city...
had a sushi picnic in the park, in the rain....awesomely windy and the bats were going crazy!!!
we tried to buy some laundry soap...and were so tickled by this bottle (that we THOUGHT was laundry detergent) that had a duck on it, named Fluffy (which made me sentimental)...so we bought it...washed our clothes and then realized that it was fabric SOFTENER....so our clothes were soft, but still dirty...smart us....watch out for duckies that mislead you...good lesson
was walking down the street, waiting at a stoplight..and these people drove by and screamed "i love you" to me...made me laugh out loud...i like spontanaeity...
i was gone most of the day...and when i got back, i got the warmest welcome i have ever received...when i opened the door, yarrow grabbed me and swung me around for about 5 minutes...everyone starting clapping and screaming "where were you!!!?? we thought you were dead!!! oh my god...you are alive...weeeee!!!!!" ....i love these gals...we have a fucking blast together...
later we had a crazy night of absinth..and it was freeking amazing....that stuff is strong...woo boy...i now know why it's illegal in the states...we made a fort in our room, ended up giggling on the floor, lit candles, yarrow dripped hot wax on me by accident...we were planning to write random letters to strangers..but never got around to it (next time)....we toasted to life and beauty and friendship and taking chances...and there were SO many hugs...we made friends with several bus drivers...and were total goofs, as usual! we thought we were hallucintaing when we were walking down the street and saw this giant blow up penis in someone's car, coming through the moon roof....but no, we weren't hallucinating, we got a picture of it...must have been a bachelorette party or something...we stopped right in the middle of the intersection and stared, and after we realized that we were ALL seeing it, started cracking up...
and later went out dancing at a lesbian club called "bitch" and had an ABSOLUTE blast (amazing dj, crazy atmosphere)....danced our arses off!!!! Amusing..b/c they stamp you with the word "bitch", so they know to let you back in...but mine partially rubbed off, so it read "itch"...and a girl came up to me and handed me one of the best come on lines i've heard...her (staring down at my hand): "so...you have an itch? ....(dramatic pause)..if i'm nice, can i scratch it?..." ....inventive, and highly situational...
we all had a kickass time...everyone was uber friendly..and i don't think i've been around that many women in one room ever before...a bit overwhelming...but there were tons of smiles and sweetness and spontaneity...
when we were walking back later (4am or so)...this guy started to follow us..a bit sketch...but we started talking, and he made up an on the spot poem for me...it was pretty damn cool...we talked about how there is a certain time of night when you cannot outrun your shadow..how there is a certain time at night when there is no past, only present...i was loving talking to him..since i am fond of random conversations with strangers...but later, we realized that he was a drug dealer, and he tried to push ice (the drug, not the frozen water stuff) on us, ....at least the poetic part was nice...i think i trust people too easily...eee.
anyhow...i'm sick at the moment....fever, achey muscles, chills, headache, raw throat, fatigue...trying to get healthier...don't like being sicky...urgh...
i'm going on a hunt for vitamin C....i've been living on smoothies and sushi...mmmmyeah.
more pics are up...if you're interested...
you have to use this link to see it...so cut and paste, y'all!
http://lclark.facebook.com/photos.php?id=31600226&l=7020b
had a sushi picnic in the park, in the rain....awesomely windy and the bats were going crazy!!!
we tried to buy some laundry soap...and were so tickled by this bottle (that we THOUGHT was laundry detergent) that had a duck on it, named Fluffy (which made me sentimental)...so we bought it...washed our clothes and then realized that it was fabric SOFTENER....so our clothes were soft, but still dirty...smart us....watch out for duckies that mislead you...good lesson
was walking down the street, waiting at a stoplight..and these people drove by and screamed "i love you" to me...made me laugh out loud...i like spontanaeity...
i was gone most of the day...and when i got back, i got the warmest welcome i have ever received...when i opened the door, yarrow grabbed me and swung me around for about 5 minutes...everyone starting clapping and screaming "where were you!!!?? we thought you were dead!!! oh my god...you are alive...weeeee!!!!!" ....i love these gals...we have a fucking blast together...
later we had a crazy night of absinth..and it was freeking amazing....that stuff is strong...woo boy...i now know why it's illegal in the states...we made a fort in our room, ended up giggling on the floor, lit candles, yarrow dripped hot wax on me by accident...we were planning to write random letters to strangers..but never got around to it (next time)....we toasted to life and beauty and friendship and taking chances...and there were SO many hugs...we made friends with several bus drivers...and were total goofs, as usual! we thought we were hallucintaing when we were walking down the street and saw this giant blow up penis in someone's car, coming through the moon roof....but no, we weren't hallucinating, we got a picture of it...must have been a bachelorette party or something...we stopped right in the middle of the intersection and stared, and after we realized that we were ALL seeing it, started cracking up...
and later went out dancing at a lesbian club called "bitch" and had an ABSOLUTE blast (amazing dj, crazy atmosphere)....danced our arses off!!!! Amusing..b/c they stamp you with the word "bitch", so they know to let you back in...but mine partially rubbed off, so it read "itch"...and a girl came up to me and handed me one of the best come on lines i've heard...her (staring down at my hand): "so...you have an itch? ....(dramatic pause)..if i'm nice, can i scratch it?..." ....inventive, and highly situational...
we all had a kickass time...everyone was uber friendly..and i don't think i've been around that many women in one room ever before...a bit overwhelming...but there were tons of smiles and sweetness and spontaneity...
when we were walking back later (4am or so)...this guy started to follow us..a bit sketch...but we started talking, and he made up an on the spot poem for me...it was pretty damn cool...we talked about how there is a certain time of night when you cannot outrun your shadow..how there is a certain time at night when there is no past, only present...i was loving talking to him..since i am fond of random conversations with strangers...but later, we realized that he was a drug dealer, and he tried to push ice (the drug, not the frozen water stuff) on us, ....at least the poetic part was nice...i think i trust people too easily...eee.
anyhow...i'm sick at the moment....fever, achey muscles, chills, headache, raw throat, fatigue...trying to get healthier...don't like being sicky...urgh...
i'm going on a hunt for vitamin C....i've been living on smoothies and sushi...mmmmyeah.
more pics are up...if you're interested...
you have to use this link to see it...so cut and paste, y'all!
http://lclark.facebook.com/photos.php?id=31600226&l=7020b
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