Friends!!!!
I haven't read everything posted here, yet, I just wanted to catch up with y'all real quick....
Friday I went with two girl friends to The City (SF, in Cali) to that Matador club for Dubstep and to see my homegirl LB spin......

Holy shit, I had more fun than I can even convey, properly!
Not only did the DJs spin The Hard Shit as far as Dubstep is concerned, but two black MCs were kind of rappin' over it all, and I was REALLY into it, dancing a sort of hybrid of belly dancing and Turf giggin', LOL! Think graceful girl belly dancer takes lessons from a thizzed-out-superduperhyphy hood rat

The main MC noticed me, and pulled me to the front of the dancefloor where I decided being shy as far as dancing was concerned would be counter-productive, so I BUSTED OUT

I danced as trippy as possible, and you know how girls try to be pretty and sexy when they dance? NOT ME! I wanted to be UGLY and SCARY because
Dubstep music is ugly and scary and trippy and freaky! I was wearing my cool hat and my orange scarf that a coworker got for me in France, so I used them as props and also stuck in my interpretation of breakin' as well--gettin' real low and at one point, puttin' on my thizz face and stomping around like a scary monster to the beat of the music

The crowd, as far as I could tell, I wasn't paying much attention, loved it.
Word.
Later that night the MC tried to get me back out in the front but I decided that once was enough, I didn't want people to think that I thought I was The Shit, because I
don't, and those who are truly The Bomb know that they don't have to floss to prove themselves. Uh, you might want to check Urban dictionary after reading this, heh!
Anyway, my homegirls had never heard Dubstep before and the sets were literally SO GOOD, not a single person in the room could stop herself from dancing. After LB's set, I hugged her and her boyfriend and cousin

and congratulated her on her popularity (the MC and everyone were chanting "LB! LB!" during her set). She said, "
You're badass!!" and I said, "No,
you're badass!!" We cheersed and the Subwize group left early (that's the name of their group of DJs, so cute that her cousin and boyfriend are DJs, too--and damn good ones, I just have a special place in my heat for LB because she was the first one I met, is one of the nicest people in the world, and always gets me on guestlists

) but my homegirls and I stayed on until about 2am, then I drove them back to the Ghetto of San Leandro, where Kristen lives with her boyfriend, and he proceeded to give me a bunch of graffiti stickers. Check it! Deadeyes is SICK as fuck!
Saturday I went to Oakland again and hung out with my "brother and sister," and oohed and ahhed over Stephanie's 4.5 month-preggie belly and let them serve me delicious dinner of steamed broccoli and grilled salmon, then I went over to my other Oakland friend's house and played Rock Band for the first time--I played the drums and sang, apparently I did great for my first time--oh and I had a great time singing "Holiday in Cambodia," LOL! Sat night I visited my friend, and Peezey's buddy Evan in the City, crashed at his pad, and the next day went on a bike ride (well, he rode his unicycle) down to Cafe Gratitude for breakfast, before I drove back to the Bay Area, visited my niece and best friend to give her a bunch of childrens' books I had from when I was a young bunny, then went back to Santa Cruz to pleasure Peezey

before going ALL THE WAY HOME to the mountains to chat with Barre and take care of my cat.
At 2am this morning Barre got a wild hair up his ass and was shooting his shotgun off our porch--HA! Long live Mountain Life

I put in my earplugs and went back to sleep.
My life is weird!
Next post: what I'm doing for NYE...........