2003-06-05

when people are like, "yo adwho', what are you doing fifteen weeks from tonight?" i need to start saying "i don't know, i have to check." i MUST stop saying "i don't think i'm doing anything," because then the next day they show up with tickets to something or other i don't want to do and it blows a perfectly good weekend of sitting around on my ass watching it get bigger.

so yeah, i'm going to a giants game tomorrow with one gaggle. this will be followed by a drag-queen camping meeting with the other gaggle.

ladies, gentlemen, i was all set to whoop some whooping cough ass at the women's pool tournament on june 22nd when it suddenly occurred to me that we agreed to camping. "agreed" is the loose term we use for "was cornered in a dark alley and beaten ruthlessly until we said okay." metaphorically. kinda.

anyway, yes, my lady friend and i are going camping in two weeks with one of the biggest queens in town who is also a former empress. but i hear camping with her is like burning man on crack. she's gonna bring a water bed and a vcr and gowns and shit. to go camping! i don't know, man. i just don't know anything in this carnival world.