Feb 09 2003
Crazy weekend

A weekend In short (because any other way is far too mentally taxing in my present condition):
Seven foot Chinese transexual ladies, Like A Prayer spiritual epiphanies, margarita cocktails in glasses the size of goldfish bowls, chocolate cake in my eye (I can’t see), showering with two men and watching a girl pee, torn underwear (exposing myself to you all), sipping white wine like a bitch, my flashing cyberdog top and lots of attention, the new G-A-Y bar and Christina’s “Dirrty”, grinding hips and sleeping on Brighton Boy’s lap on Old Compton Street, disposable cameras (and underwear), giant fists and Peaches singing “Fuck The Pain Away”, girls in dresses, boys in dresses, comedy crack loaf, lipgloss lolita, oven cleaner on my hands, oh it’s burning and the carpet isn’t cleaning, take this chocolate cake away and bring me back my underwear.
There’s photos, too. Feel free to laugh.
