Squishypie

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Klushes blushes! February 25, 2008

Filed under: DRINKING — squishypie @ 10:56 pm

I need to stop thinking I can get away with doing stupid shit when I’m drunk. Mainly because, why would I want to get away with doing that? There was an incident this weekend that I’m really embarrassed about. I promise, cross my fingers, that will never happen again.

My Aunt Ginger and cousin Gem are coming into L.A. from Virginia to visit my dad. I’m going to pick them up at the airport Friday. That should be fun. Why is it that in times of trouble, people get religious and send you footprints cards?

Thursday, I’m meeting with the slideshow guy to go over slides and story ideas. I’m thinking, however, that there is no story. Just slides. So, maybe no show.

Just before typing this I was sitting in a very pink bathroom drinking a beer. Help.

 

Suuuuuuurrprise!!! February 22, 2008

Filed under: DRINKING — squishypie @ 12:12 am

Its midnight and I just finished my taxes! And I’m having a celebratory beer.

 

Pay day! I’m rich again. February 15, 2008

Filed under: CANCER, DAD, DRINKING, PENNIES — squishypie @ 4:09 pm

On Wednesday, I went to couple places in Echo Park and met up with an ex ex ex boyfriend there, Brian. He moved back here from his 5 month or so adventure in NY. It was good to see him and reminisce and hopefully we can start hanging out again. Barragans in Echo Park on Wednesdays has $2 margaritas and there’s good cheap food there too. I think thats probably where I’ll be Wednesday nights. The Gold Room is also cool, but there is no pool table there. There was a DJ there and he played The Smiths song, “Unhappy Birthday” which was good. I kinda liked this place better, just because it was smaller and less people. Oh! And $5 Beer plus shots. Both places are only a couple miles away too!Riding my scooter around L.A. is fun.My apartment is coming together, and soon I’ll paint it.My dad is back in the hospital. For 3 weeks. His muscles are all atrophied so, he’ll be seeing a physical therapist there regularly. My mom had hired a care taker to come to the house and get him out of bed and give him his pills, brush his teeth, get dressed, etc. But I guess things were getting a little worse. So, I’ll be over there at Los Robles all weekend to see him.