taken, sexy and free
definitely not single like mya, but very much the other two.
so, after i left my bloggery here yesterday (the library) and i have since started blogging on friendster and myspace as well...i went over to the roundhouse to see the queer exhibit, which was interesting..i then wandered out to the seawall-y type area in yaletown, and caught a few rays until my highschool buddy oreo called me up. we met and headed to kfc where we witnessed some nutty regulars and staff members interact. i was surprised to see that in kits, well, as surprised as i was that there was a kfc in kits...not as good as church's, but it was toonie tuesday. we hung out at kits beach, and talked about marriage, kids, canadian rap stars...she dropped me off on south granville, and i went into a few of the shops there, so neat places..too pricy for my blood, but a good spot to steal ideas for making my own pieces. i got a surprise call from my cuz who i haven't heard from forever, and he invited me to tropika to meet my other cuz and some friends later that evening. i hustled back to the hotel to hand over my card key and get caught up with the boys, tell them about my adventures with their cat babies, and they dropped me off at home with a lovely care package of trader joe's chocolate covered raspberry jelly and a williams and sonoma candle.
i was a bit late for the dinner but it was nice to see everyone and meet their significant others, and see how my cuz is ballin' outta control. their family has always had a penchant for big spending..and the rumour is that she's married into drug money...woo...drama. she was always so mean to me when i was a kid, but she seems to have a genuine liking for me now, and dropped a c-note in my pocket as i was leaving, telling me that i had to come visit her. i scored another from one of the visiting aunties, and this was all a shock to me!
my gay husband called me in the middle of dinner to cancel plans to hang out with me because he had to, get this, take a dump really badly and had to rush home to do it because he has never touched his posterior to a public toilet. what kills me is that he still had an hour and a half left in his shift, and he had to drive back to pleasantville, er, west vancouver. what a nutbar. but i guess if anyone's gonna stand me up, this is an interesting an excuse as any. and sweetie, i told you i had to blog about it, so here it is. don't be mad, i'm sure this is more warning than wendy williams gives to people..especially whitney, damn!
i came home to talk to my baby who's a hurting unit...and i was tuned into 102.7 playing the hippity hop...and i didn't know that "georgie porgie" was an mc lyte song, unless she covered it from eric benet/faith..what came first? the chicken or the egg...but they closed the show with the craziest freakin' duet by osiris and macy gray..who covered and sang outta tune (badly) "don't go breakin' my heart"...and big baby jesus came ill with this line "let's go to the movies, i don't care what movie..just get the popcorn and make it salty.." ah hell yeah! r.i.p. odb.
this morning, after i got back from the gym (been on hiatus, living at the hotel and all) i was reading an article on sandra oh, and she said something really awesome about the stereotype of passive asian women. she says, "i don't know a single passive asian woman. not one." and it's true, neither do i...rock on girl! and from canaduh too! living in LA but refusing to claim citizenship.
i scored big time from the free box today, so lovely lovely things...all working in line with my current feeling of gypsy chic, with a touch of lingerie....all4now.
