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I should be the star of VH1s best week ever. Best 2-3 weeks ever, maybe, since that's the last time I've created an update.
My entire birthday weekend was phenomenal. I went out with my mom and ate some amazing eel down at Nobu's. The Thursday festivity at Atomic was a huge bust, so I just went home and invited my underage friends (Meredith, Colin, Cody, Clarissa) who couldn't make it anyway over for some delicious cake and "Apocalypto" screening. Did you see that fucking cake? That thing took 2 cake mixes, was 3 layers, and was probably twice the size of my head. Clarissa loves me. That Friday I met up with Kevin, Josh, Whitney, Nick Perkowski, Tony, Brian and Lyn for the super fabulous 999 Eyes Freakshow at Cicero's, which was probably the best show I've seen all year. Everyone got super drunk and crazy and acted a fool and the craziness carried on loooong after we'd left Ciceros. It was probably the most fun night I've had in the last year, all the way up until I finally lost consciousness in the wee hours of the morning. I splurged on some new makeup brushes and foundation with the MAC card I got, and went to ANOTHER somewhat-birthday party at Meredith's house. I got a little tipsy and was extremely mean to Rick Petty (Meredith tried to un-invite him for me but I said whatev) including throwing popcorn at him and telling him I wished the popcorns were rocks. Otherwise it was super fun and I enjoyed myself immensely.
I spent the next week in Nashville doing various photoshoots and hanging out, although I got to hang out substancially less than I had wanted to. Cody got arrested, because he's an underage insubordinate hardass aka gay and mixed in the south. I shot some great foot/smoking/shower fetish polaroids with Collin Rae (who by the way, is supremely wonderful and also got my signature TATTOOED on his hand), some kitsch little poses with EJ holmes, and some fun poolside nudes/light bondage with John Donegan, who is also wonderful. He wants me back in Nashville rather soon to do a full-on dungeon set for Hustler Taboo (not to get too ahead of myself - it has to be accepted/approved by the editor first, but shit you gotta try!). It'll be a hell of a lot more I guess you could say "pornographic" due to the nature of the publication, but I've long ago accepted the fact one of my main purposes in life is to be erotic and make sexual art. Dive right in! On that note, nipple clamps hurt. I'm still waiting for most of the photos from the trip to get back to me, but I have a few back from EJ and one or two back from John already. Also shot some more fine art nudes with Stan Trampe upon return home, as well as another small outdoor shoot.
Overall I've been doing okay to great. Hung out with my family for my grandma's 80th birthday, went to the White Flag underwear party, hanging out at my local bar with my friends, went to Pridefest, margarita nights, walking my dog and hanging out with her, and FINALLY catching up on some much needed rest. I finally kissed a boy I like and I have a feeling it's only the beginning of something.... Although I am extremely hesitant and reluctant... the gemini is FIGHTING with me on this one... hopefully he'll understand, because he's amazing like that. I'm FINALLY getting my chest piece finished on Monday, holy SHIT now 2 years after I had the first session it will now be complete. I think I'm adding on two more stars on each side, which may or may not happen on Monday, but that won't count as unfinished if it doesn't happen since the extra stars were not a part of the original design. Schwagstock is next weekend!! I'm stoked. I was originally going to pay my way in and play all weekend instead of work (like I have EVERY time I've been down there...), but Chris needs me to help out with some things and if she needs my help I don't mind doing her a favor and also saving myself some money at the same time, ha. I may be staying in St. Louis longer than I had hoped for - a year, at the very most. I think an important thing one needs to learn in life is to never make plans - because life is always going to fuck them up anyway. Go with the flow, basically.
Last night Clarissa, Bryan and I fired up the grill and made wonderful tequila burgers and corn and macaroni at about midnight. Midnight snack, I always say. Oh, there was beer too. Dead guy and Blue moon, both in my top ten. Today, not so sure - I don't even know if anything's going on tonight but I will try my best to make SOMETHING happen, as I love watching shiny bright colors explode in the sky, and beer drinking. I love beer, too. Beer and colorful explosives, I don't need much more.
more later... must walk dog...
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