what a weekend

Nessie's birthday weekend was awesome :)

the general gathering at 83 proof was good - saw some familiar faces and had to entertain weird new ones (bleh) and nessie was totally right about the bartender being really really hot AND he could make some amazing cocktails that I sampled off the 'mos. yum. Like all drunken nessie gatherings, it was very entertaining to see her totter around the bar and try to stay in her red hoochie mama dress. lol. i think some of the best quotes from that night were:

~ "i'm not going to titty fuck my phone!" ~ when Nessie, worried about losing her phone, refused to keep it in the cleavage between dolce and gabbana because Lilo was gonna be evil and call it while it sat between the ginormous boobies

~ " my dress is three six inch penises long! see, one, two, three!"~ when Van rather loudly hand measured the length of her red hochie mama dress

i'm sure there were more but i really can't remember them. lol.

the indo mee after was really good too, especially when van cooked it and fried an egg drunk and mostly blind at 3am. real talent right there.

day 2 of the nessie extravaganza was fairly mellow in the morning as we wandered around the mission then took like a 15 min nap :) Then it was off to Foreign Cinema where the food was pretty good and terribly expensive - the fried chicken was probably the best entree, the sea bass....not so much, the aprium tart was good and the sexy beast was wonderful - tastes almost like ribena. the movie, a single man, looked interesting. might have to go watch it now. the 'mos all looked really nice and sonny proved that he was not a bad gay by finding a shiney card and great watch for nessie. After dinner drinks and desserts were followed by more drinks and a cheese plate at this wine bar called Heart where there were loads of marina yuppies slummin' it and we sat next to a group of cougars and talked loudly about sex. lol. And to top it all off, the 'mos took my gay bar cherry by bringing me to the castro to dance. it was great since there weren't any guys trying to grossly hump me on the dance floor (biggest pet peeve at a club) but also terribly depressing because a whole bunch of the guys there were just gorgeous ... and totally with another gorgeous guy. sigh. the whole "all the good ones are taken or gay" really rang true here. oh san francisco. meh.

day 3, we woke up to nessie imitating a demented rooster as she squawked about being hungry. it was an interesting way to wake up. Had brunch at Stable which was alright -  the guy at the counter was weird and i totally thought he was gay and flirting with Lyell but he was straight and the other waiter, the real 'mo, had a very very revealing v-neck shirt on.... which revealed waaaaaaaayyy too much chest hair for it being so early in the day and us not having had our first meal yet. all in all, a great ending to a wonderful weekend. i'm going to miss outings like this so much when I leave :(

also, on an unrelated note, char and I went out to look at a car or two today and I randomly got to ride around the block on the back of a harley davidson moterbike. lol. talk about random.