i went out to a club called “velvet” the other night. it was way fun, but not because the crowd was interesting or the music was good, fyi. i mean, i looove to dance, and i love to dance robotically to electro music, but i have never been to a club that played pretty much exclusively that. ew, plus they played gwen stefani, whose music i absolutely hate more than anything. “wind it up” is maybe the worst song ever. i don’t see how this woman is still famous. sometimes i think maybe i shouldn’t have such strong opinions about famous people because what if someday i get famous and i have to meet them at a fab party and be like “hi! great job of stuff.” and i am a really bad liar and they will say “i do read your blog, you know. everyone does. i know you think my films are self-indulgent, poor-little-rich-girl tripe.” and then i say “sorry, sofia, but i gotta speak the truth. if it makes you feel any better i love your tiny champagne cans.”
anyway, i may be too old for velvet. at one point a woman who appeared to be at least 47 started chatting up my cousin and i in the bathroom, explaining how she was still at it, attracting men left and right, even though she was 35 with three kids. um, that’s like me saying “yep, i don’t really know how i stay so chubby. it may be simple overeating and inactivity, but who can say? just lucky i guess.”
anyway, speaking of aging hipsters, last night i was at the roost. holy damn that place is grim. i mean, we had tons of fun, but i dunno, the crowd was weird. it is roisin’s local bar and she goes there a lot and likes it. i think maybe i just hate all local bars. hate the little joy, hate footsies, hate the chalet, hate hate hate. you will note i go to these types of places at least once a week.
i think roisin was going to kill jenny and i because we kept bickering. we like to bicker occasionally to keep things fresh. haha. oh my god, we got really drunk and then went to the eagle. i don’t remember much except the dj played r. kelly’s “ignition (remix)” which is pretty much my theme song. “i’m like, ‘so what, i’m drunk,’ it’s the freakin weekend, baby i’m about to have me some fun” may be the best line ever sung.
The remix to ignition is the best song ever. Some might even say it is hot and fresh out the kitchen.
wow. did she have a fat mom bod?
for the record- I was not pissed at jenny. i did think you were both being babies. fun babies. not fun like paul. fun like playing with gak.
one more thing- take that picture down now. i look like I’m trying to scrape out a stuck kernal with the tip of my tongue.