as i was walking around old town the other day, i glanced into a store window and saw my reflection. it had a hump, my hump, my ugly un-lady lump. pair that with my moon facies and hirsuitism… makes me look like either kim the cushingoid fantastico or kim, PCOS wonder of the world. no abdominal striae, please.
on to more exciting news…
the munny show was loads of fun. maggie and i made our way down to echo park to find an obscure little brick building bumpin’ all kinds of strange pseudo-ethnic music. two giant bouncers guarded the velvet ropes outside the door– one gave me a strange look when he saw my ID, and then laughed. the other fumbled for a while with my little blue wristband. lol.
we spent some time checking out the munnies for auction– you can see them here. i loved the basketball head one and the strange green ping pong table-esqe guy. alas, my funds were limited, so we headed off to the decorating tables, munnies in hand. maggie and i ended up getting the same set of “mystery” gifts… but a boy across from our table heard my whining about my lack of cell phone and gave me his. woot woot! nice boy. i gave him my dy-no-mite. so… we painted and painted and i realized that i suck at painting… so i proceeded to dunk everything in glitter and hot-glued eyeballs all over my ice cream cone. it’s blueberry, i swear! we had only planned on staying for an hour or, so, but by the time we looked at our watches, it was 10ish and we hadn’t had dinner yet! so… we packed up our not-quite-dry toys and ran to saladang song… which had closed for the evening. boo! we ended up at cheesecake factory. mmm.
at home, i unpacked. my munny was a bit banged up, and my banana had lost some of its bling… but it was a good night.
we’ll have to do it again sometime soon.
an old friend emailed me today (hi tom!)… and reminded me that my websites from high school were still active.
