Thank you friends for your wishes!
I had a fantastic day yesterday!
After early dinner with my family, I drove over to my best friend since 2nd grade's parents' house, where I hung out with her parents, grandparents, daughter (my adorable 3 year old niece, Kaya), and her brother and cousins. The family is Portuguese from the Azores, and if you know anything about Portuguese people, you KNOW they make WAY too much food when they cook,
and have plenty for guests, of the likes of taro root, sweet potatoes, kale, etc....I came in and after greeting everyone said, "I KNOW you have
food, you're not hiding it, are you?" They laughed and I filled yet another plate with delicious and nutritious (well, not so much the rice and the mashed potatoes) food and had a second dinner
iggy:. Was I guilty? Nooooooooo! Yummy yum! Mary, my friend's mom (whom I've known and been to her house since I was 8) totally let me pack a plate of food to take with me, which is excellent because my parents never have no food at their house
, I feel like Craig in
Friday when I come to visit!
After a few hours of chillin and playing with Kaya and her new dollhouse (it SUCKED! Doll houses these days have a definite lack of furnishing and toymakers seem to think that furnishing painted on the walls will suffice! It DOESN'T!) I said goodbye to everyone and went back to my parents' house, and my girl friend Lu and her new boyfriend (another art student like she, from Oakland) and their buddy Ken (who lives in East Oakland around 71st and International Blvd, heh heh, best to stay out of that hood, good thing he has a pitbull) came over and hung out with me and my step dad in the garage (mom had to work today) until we went to meet up with another girl friend from high school and her husband (they have been dating since we were seniors in high school, good for them, they're gonna have a baby soon) at the only open bar in Livermore.
The Bar Incident
Now, as you know I live in Santa Cruz county. Santa Cruz is very hippie-dyke-Green-freak-friendly and anthing goes. It's on par with San Francisco and I guess New York City and Austin, Texas or whatever, just really small (55,000 in the city, but lots more in the county). AND as you know, I have been hanging out with Burning Man kids who make a lifestyle out of dancing at awesome DJ parties, art, music, fashion, choreography, vegan food, basically lots of stuff you might call "Counter Culture" although, I wouldn't say that because I'm trained in cultural anthropology, it is basically a culture in and of itself. People are straight STUDYING the Burning Man culture these days and writing books on that shit. ANYWAY, lately I've been spicing up my wardrobe and DAMMIT I wish I had a camera because my clothes have been getting trippier and trippier!
So for Xmas I was wearing, from bottom to top, my orange and purple Roos sneakers (not sure if they make this style anymore, here's the closest I could find ), orange and white large striped knee-high socks (not visible), dark purple corduroy "skinny" pants, an awesome orange and white and yellow T-shirt with trippy designs and a large Phoenix bird on front, a large amber stone necklace wrapped fancily in silver wire, my new awesome Persimmon-colored (orange) coat, my gorgeous orange velvet scarf with little dingle-balls on the hem that my co worker gave me last year from France, and my blue-multi-colored crocheted hat that some Rasta man in L.A. made and sold to my homegirl Cyndi, and she gave it to me because it was too colorful for her (LOL), you seen it before from my birthday pictures . ANYWAY, basically I was looking FLY AS FUCK
But I forgot, I was the Squareville, Suburbs USA.
LOL! I walked into the bar, and the needle got ripped off the record (figuratively speaking) and the ENTIRE BAR STOPPED WHAT THEY WERE DOING AND STARED AT ME for a few seconds. Then the music started again and they all resumed chatting and stuff. HAHA but it made me realize how boring everyone else's outfits were, and what a fashion snob I have become (in a way). I, by no means would judge a person negatively on their attire, but I might yawn at it, if it's conventional enough, and I don't know the person, just because my eyes like variety
. You can understand me, because the best part of last Year's Fetish Ball to ME, was the CLOTHES. Also, I actually LIKE runway shit if it's freaky and sometimes terrible because I am, at heart, a latent artist (I need to start drawing/painting/collaging again!)--and hell, ask Sammy--I watch ANTM
. Still, I decide on a person's character on their HEART, which shines through their personality
Warm hearted shit right here! Nonetheless, no one called me a Freak and kicked me out of the bar, although the bartender made fun of me for trying to order champagne by offering to pour selzter water into Chardonnay to make it fizz. I thought that was prettty funny and instead ordered a vodka cranberry with lime juice (mmh!) He said, "What kind of vodka?" and I said, "Oh I dunno, House, whatever.....WAIT! It's fucking CHRISTMAS, I forgot--
Grey Goose, then!" Two guys laughed delightedly at my request, then I started to sing that rap song "No Grey Goose if ya don't get LOOSE..." to amuse them further, before I played Shuffle Board (love that game) with my 5 homies.
Anyway right now I'm at my grandparents' house, getting my car smogged and the aligment done as an Xmas gift. I didn't get many gifts but I got about $375 cash and my car worked on, which I think is fantastic seeming that my family is NOT rich ($100 cash came from an Xmas card from my boss, wow my company is THE SHIT!), but what was more valuable to me was spending time with my family and my best friend's family, and my beloved friends.
And THAT, my friends, is the true meaning of XXXmas to ME.
(I think that's cheers)
For fucks sake! Rated XXX I tell you, I think my diary should come with an 18 and up warning. I'm kind of wondering why I'm not banned yet 
. Ah, the Japanese! Most wack porn known to man--and I just love the whole idea of repression and subsequent filth. Very interesting indeed. Has anyone ever seen "Tetsuo, The Iron Man?" GREAT movie (not a porn, Cult Classic), so many fascinating and horrific sexual scenes! Amazing movie, I highly recommend everyone to see it and tell me what they think 
I'm going with a G-rated post too lol! Although I must admit, I've learned some new things on this thread in the past week! 
