How's it going my darling duckies? I
hope know everything is smashing on your end. This past week has been so fun that...I can hardly remember it actually LOL. I guess I had too much fun partying and laughing.
Speaking of laughing, I saw "EVIL DEAD" this past Thursday with my friend Jessie. I thought I was gonna be scared shitless after seeing it, like how I was after seeing "Insidious," (which still scares me.)*
*(Even while posting this picture and writing on it I can't look at that demon without shaking. If you wanna be scared, watch "Insidious.")
Anywho, back to what I was saying...oh right!
"EVIL DEAD" is probably one of the funniest horror movies I've ever seen. There were times in the movie where I would be laughing so loud and abruptly that I would have been embarrassed...if I hadn't been buzzed/well-and-tipsy at the time. (I'll go more into that later.)
OMG! I just invented a Word of the Week on the spot.
Well-and-tipsy aka W.A.T. (prononucned whel-aend-tehp-see): intoxicated on a functional level; buzzed; a little drunk
Example: "Mom get off my back. I only had like four beers. I'm just well-and-tipsy."
(Okay back to the movie!)
There was this one line in the movie where I couldn't stop laughing for a good four minutes: I'm not exaggerating in the least. For those who have seen the movie I'm referring to the part where--I won't give away too much detailing for those who haven't seen it but want to--the brother was looking down and talking to his possessed sister. One of the lines she said to him was hilarious. There was a point where I couldn't breathe and I was crying because the line was just that funny. Reciting it aloud, even now, makes me giggle. I was laughing for so long that people were laughing at me because I couldn't stop laughing. I seriously had to compose myself in order to pay attention to the rest of the movie.
Even though there are some very scary and jumpy parts in the movie, I found it to be the funniest (serious) horror movie I've ever seen. I can't wait to get it on DVD.
To rewind a bit, before Jessie and I went to see "EVIL DEAD" she and I went out to get a bite to eat and to get some drinks. We stopped at this cute Thai and Asian restaurant called Cafetasia, in Greenwich Village for their wonderful happy hour special. Jessie and I had been there before, but on separate occasions. Jessie introduced me to her favorite dish: the Crispy Fillet of Flounder. Oh my sweet baby Jesus in a onesie!
The fish was so fresh that I swear they just caught it right when I ordered the flounder. It was so much food too that I couldn't even finish it. And it was only $12! In addition to our lovely meal, we had a few drinks and we got this thing called a "Rainbow Shot."
Isn't it so pretty?!
Then after dinner we went to watch "EVIL DEAD." Then we went to Jessie's house, where our friend Tess met us. We basically hung out and laughed some more. I tried showing them Louis C.K.'s comedy stand-up special "Oh My God," but the connection to HBO GO was more like HBO-OH-HELL-NO!
The next day, Friday, I went to work and had a fabulous time as usual. I had my first same-sex couple and it was an absolute honor to help them. Having the right to marry the one you love, in the face of oppression and ignorance, is a very brave and empowering act. I wish you both well and I look forward to having you two come back.
That night my school, University of Hartford, was throwing an event at SideBar down in Union Square in the city; which happens to be less than 10 blocks away from my job. So I went there and saw so many of my dear friends from school...and made some new ones too. We drank and chatted about our new lives post-Hartford.
Oh! While we were at the bar they were about to catch the second suspect in the Boston marathon bombing and when they found him the bar started screaming and applauding. Then I knew it was chance to start a chant. So I immediately put my fist in the air and started chanting: USA! USA! USA! And I don't know how but everyone in the bar joined in and it was so unifying and hysterical.
(I can now scratch "Start a USA chant" off my bucket list.)
Following the alumni event the gay alumni and I went to this bar/club/lounge called Therapy in Hell's Kitchen. I had never been there but I loved it because I wanted to dance. I danced so hard, dipped so low, popped it, backed it up, "salsa-ed," lip-synced, and turned their little stage into a showcase for my stellar dance moves. I asked the DJ to play "Single Ladies" because I was in rare form that night but he didn't. As a consolation he played "Get Me Bodied" and I killed that, even though it had been years since my last performance. LOL So full of myself.
When leaving I ran into my friend Alex, which was so random but delightful all at once. We chatted for a bit but then I had to head home because I had to nurse a hangover in the morning before work.
Other than that nothing much happened. Now I feel like I'm 60 because thanks to being a dancehall queen at Therapy my legs are incredibly sore. Walking down stairs is like dying every two seconds. I can't go down stairs without squeezing the life out of the banister. And when I walk I'm sure it looks like I'm smuggling diamonds up my asshole.
But I think I've said enough. I believe it's time for some Words of Wisdom.
"Common courtesy is not as common as you think. A simple 'please' or 'thank you' can actually lift the spirits of many. Respect is earned but cordiality should be a given. Smile at a stranger. Hold a door for someone behind you. Give credit where it's due. You never know who's watching and how far a little deed can take you."
Okay my loves I gotta go eat and then take everything out of my room. A contractor is coming this week and is putting down new flooring in my room, as well as replacing my door and threshold. So much! Grrrrr LOL.
I hope you have a magical week.
I love you for reading.
Stay classy. Stay sassy.