San Diego: City of Dreams and Dongs

Not like I have had much time to dream...more like a coma where my sleeping corpse lays in a dark room and my liver churns out toxic stuff made of Jager and champagne and sushi and a cornucopia of other lovely ingredients. But we really did have an excruciatingly fun time in the city this weekend. A good dose of "blowing off steam" in the form of wearing all black, sipping grey goose dirty martini's with our pinky fingers extended... dancing, and yes, a trip to the ADULT SUPERSTORE. So at 3 a.m. we (not naming names, you know who you are..) were cavorting in the aisles of plastic dongs and Melissa's giving us her best porn shop retail schtick...let's just say that $209 later we were back in the cab, speeding toward home. The cabbie was thrilled. And I guess we were too. Now I have heard about these "rabbit" things, but never had the pleasure of owning one. Well, guess I will be doing just fine now. Yep! Jzzzust fizzzzne.

We recovered the next day with a bloody mary and a greasy burger at the Waterfront, San Diego's oldest pub. And besides the scary guy missing a tooth trying to hit on us, it was delish! The night was finished with about 43 reruns of Sex in the City (nod to Lori) and pizza with real coke. It doesn't get much sweeter than that! So all in all, I think this heartbreak stuff might be under control for a little while. Juliet (my other Socal cousin) took us sailing in the bay tonight for sunset and it was amazing. I also had the pleasure of gay-mexican food with Jenny and Curty Dog so it has been one hell of a weekend. We met up in Hillcrest, the gay district, and the poor waitress couldn't figure out what was going on there...Mel was scratching my back, Jenny holding my hand, Curtis kissing Jenny's cheek...it was a riot. So while we are discussing Jenny's wedding (I am the maid of honor) I reveal my latest horrifying discovery..... last summer I hugged Mel in her wedding dress and spilled a bloody mary down the back of her train. AND DIDN'T FIND OUT UNTIL TODAY!!!!! You bastards, you should have called me out. Man, I am a loser. I think I need a drink....hehehe..see you guys? It is like my blog contains the circle of life or something. Nerd Nerd Nerd, I'm out.