FRIDAY. Work was sooo fucking slow and I was bored so I went to Trash at 1am. Had an awesome time dancing, drinking and conversing. Than my lover Ariel showed up and we ended up ice cubes in each others pussies. It’s a really strange sensation, it’s kind of like being on e without being on drugs. Highly recommended … it kind of made we want to fuck a ice pop but I’m sure thats just a yeast infection waiting to happen. Ariel also pissed in a zip lock bag on the street and gave me a beautiful dolphin ring. We were going to go sex toy shopping at Duane Reed because we wanted to break our big bills. Ariel went poof or maybe I went poof somewhere around this time.

I than spent an hour surveying people about my art project - VAGINAS OF THE FUTURE and FIN FUCK.

Finally the cops came and I left Riffi around 5am. I ran into Gaius on the street and offered him a place to stay and because hailing a cab was unsuccessful we decided to brave the subway. We ran into Richie on the upper level and kind of teased him about being up there, away from the “creeps”. The thing is Richie has the right idea but follows us down into the middle of the platform anyways where this strange man eating chicken proceeds to lurk us hardcore. He than starts throwing the bones at my boys and I got in his face and when the dick had the balls to throw one in my face…it was BABY SINEAD SPIT ATTACK. Apparently my spit is lethal and he man flipped and threw the whole fucking box/bag of chicken in my face right as the train arrives. In an amazing display of teamwork Gaius clocks the guy, Richie and a nice stranger manage to pry the subway doors open and we escape the chicken man. I kind of felt like I was in The Warriors.

SATURDAY Gaius and I eat hot dogs and discussed his upcoming move to LA. I recommend he hang with the porn stars there because honestly people in LA suck IMO. Unless they suck dick. This is my current theory at least. Also I get really grossed out by all the fast food and smog - sorry NYC FTW. Also Gaius is you read this - I STILL HAVE NO WATCHED FLIGHTPLAN sober.

I did a photo shoot for an up and coming alt porn site called Bombshell Brats. The whole time my horny cat was rolling around on the floor attempting to seduce the photographer. My cat is such a fucking slut - it’s so cute. Missy and Sean totally fell in love with my cat and they’re awesome.

Later on was Kathys birthday party. It was totally awesome, there was this huge conversation about Westchester and I met someone who had totally taken my designer drugs[I’m that creative] in high school and knew the true sketchness that is La Cuana aka the gutter bar where I lost my virginity to a gutter punk. I signed the Misshapes book like a yearbook. There was also weed and me being high as a kiteeee. I totally forgot to get a goody bag which sucks! I bet there was magic and rainbows in it.
Than Luvina and I attempted to go to Highland Ballroom except we forgot where it was and went to Hangar Bar instead where I smoked a massive amount of weed. After that was a drunk dial to Frog and 7A where I had the most amazing dish ever - seriously I wish I could remember what is was called. Christine put me in a cab home, and the whole ride the driver was talking about my legs and only charged me $5 for what is normally a $15 cab.

When I woke up today I think I was still stoned and essentially slept all day - was gonna attempt to go to a BBQ but I’m dead.

I can only take so much chicken being thrown at me.