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Man, where is everybody this weekend? I don't wanna know, really. Wherever you are, it's probably raining. I guess it's ok I didn't get to go anywhere this weekend. We spent a good bit of money celebrating Eric's birthday. Though most of the time I suggest something, be it places to go, food to buy, resteraunts to eat at, clothes etc... what I suggest costs half as much as what we end up doing. But then I get the recriminations about spending so much money.
We did some fun things this weekend. Went to Rocky Horror Saturday night, which I haven't been to in about 5 years, and that was just once since back in high school when I went about a million times. It was pretty fun, though the call backs down here are different than up north and I also couldn't remember half of them to begin with.... Eric didn't dress up but I wore my red and black bustier with a suit jacket over it. Eric wore his black paratrooper pants with one of my Nirvana tees and his leather biker jacket over it. We had more clothes on than most people did.... It was a little awkward because the theatre it was showing in was a dollar theatre who was still showing normal people movies so all of us half-naked people are out in the lobby while family-type people and children are leaving from their movie. There was much eye coverage going on. Some photographer was there taking pictures for a webpage, I wonder if it's Rocky related or not.
Last night we went to a new karaoke place. The acoustics rocked in there, and so did the crowd, though they were country yokals/bikers at best. We left before the thong contest. Eric and I rocked out ACDC's TNT and Linkin Park's In The End, I did China Girl, Dream On and Deacon Blues. There were a lot of people there but not too many singers. Eric had a pitcher plus a bottled beer, I had water. My ulcer's still bugging me though not so much since I've had some weed. I only have a couple bowl fulls left. And Eric isn't very empathetic of my plight. It seems that when regular people who haven't had to make it through difficult problems etc, they get more empathy because they're not used to bad shit. But someone who's had a hard life and who's been a survivor, then it's ok for bad shit to happen to them cuz they're used to it... something like that.

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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