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GayDood
2002-09-09 15:48:35 (UTC)

cigarette burns....

What an un-sitcom-like weekend I had! This was definitely a
first...
I think the most exciting thing that happened to me was
having dinner with Mom & Dad on Friday nite...I noticed Mom
had a band-aid on her arm, and asked her what she did THIS
time (since her other arm is in a brace from some swelling
of this or that)?
Turns out she stuck her arm on the tip of a waitress'
cigarette who, correct me if I'm wrong, shouldn't have been
smoking and waiting at the same time.
So now, my mother has a band-aid on her arm, and told me
that she was going to the doctor to have her arm checked
out. I told her it would be fine, that I've been stung by
burning cigarettes countelss times before, and one guy even
tried to use it as a pick-up technique after he scorched my
arm. She thought THAT was funny, but insisted on going to
the doctor anyway. You really can't win with a
hypochondriac.

I brought my nephews (and let my big brother and his wife
come along) to the New York Rennaissance Faire, and we had
a fairly good time...but it got hot and too, too crowded. However,
even after being amongst such folk for a while, I only just realized
that there is definitely something sexy about a man wearing a pair of
tights, but only when he's a bit scuffy-faced and weilding a sword, a
shield, and a British accent.

...I also had an epiphany, as I realized that the word 'LAUGHTER' is
in fact 'SLAUGHTER' but just without the 'S'...this genuinely
disturbed me...

On the way home, we stopped at TGIFridays for dinner. My
Sister-sibling decided she was getting a drink, but
wouldn't drink alone, so I succumbed to the pressure and
had a Long Island Iced Tea with her...bad move.
I swear they used the cheapest alcohol they could find,
because after my brother dropped me off home, I was useless: I
couldn't see straight, I felt sick, and my head pounded...I
felt like I had had about six drinks and a hang-over all at
once. That waiter tried to poison me! I swear it!
Mind you, I'm not great at handling alcohol...but that
situation just wasn't right...and so, I did NOTHING
Saturday night, when I would much rather have gone out,
somewhere with someone (I'm only so picky in that respect).

And so came Sunday, when I contemplated blue hair, but it
just would have taken too long and I didn't have the
patience for it...so I went with the normal red w/ blonde
streaks. Then I had a nice relaxing time with a couple of
friends, some pizza and nachos, and a Ray Harryhausen film
festival...simple fun!
(If you don't know who Ray Harryhausen is...a pox upon
you! Find out, he's a pioneer in animation and a very nice
guy too...or don't, your choice).

And now it's Monday! Yippee! Another glorious day in the
office...blech! And I haven't seen that guy again yet, the
one who caught me looking at his butt. His car's outside,
but I'll be just fine if I don't have to be humiliated seeing him
give me that sheepish grin again!




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