Amanda Failure Princess

never ever ever get drunk and start talking shit in a strange city. i’m so used to going the same places all the time where everyone kinda knows me or no one is paying attention, that i guess i was thinking i could say whatever i wanted.

we were standing in line for rebel girl and the line was really long and i had to pee really bad. i was walking up and down the line trying to see if there was anyone we knew in line (you know, cause ash and i are soo connected) when i suddenly realized that everyone i saw had boring hair. i don’t know, i was sauced but asho said i was talking really loud saying “it’s like a sea, a hideous sea of bad hair!” finally the girls in front of us turned around and one of them said “you’re being very l.a. right now.” it was wicked embarrassing and i felt really bad. oddly enough i wasn’t even looking at her and her friend’s hair when i said that, but seriously how bad is that?

anyway, the two girls totally schooled me. as much as i love being right, i also really love when i’m wrong and someone puts me right in my place, especially when there is humor in it. it kind of makes one feel like the energy is flowing correctly in the world, know what i mean? wow, that sounded kind of hippified, but the thing is erin and nikki (our new s.f. friends) really could have kicked my ass but instead they used the ever-powerful sarcasm and a rebirthing technique involving scarves and spirit animals to cleanse me of that “l.a. haterade.” it was kind of amazing. all that in line for a lesbian club… super.

okay, but let me just say that as soon as i walked in i got in line for the bathroom and this girl is all “oh my god! who cuts your hair? it’s so amazing!” it was hilarious.

so we ended up hanging out with nikki, gliza, and erin all night. they were super fun and good dancers. it was great! who knew my snobbery could… alright, alright, i won’t take credit for this. it was actually their awesomeness in the face of my horrible snot-fest that made mine and ashlee’s night. and the club was pretty much off the hiz. the music was good and i have never seen so many lesbians in one place. i mean, like, crazy. i took a shitload of pictures, but seriously, you don’t even want to see all of them because everyone looks like a drunk mess and a drunk mess behind the camera doesn’t help. all the good ones are here, including one where a girl i didn’t actually get formally introduced to is repping my town mockingly… okay, normally i am a rabid defender of the gloriousness that is the city of angels, but i was the one mis-representin’ last night, so i totally deserved that one.

anyway, i’m sorry san francisco, i am in fact a big jerk. i love you and every hair on your gay head and thanks for the fun last night, haha.

today i have sat around in the flat all day drinking tea and writing stuff. right now i’m gonna meet ash for some drinks at the lone palm and then we are gonna go to the lexington and watch the L word. my poor liver……………………