Exhausted and it looks good on me.

Let me tell you about the ridiculousness that was tonight.

I got really bored and decided to go out and sing karaoke. I have this favorite spot to do this called Base Camp. Glorious little place. They have open mic night on Mondays and Tuesdays that I am too chicken shit to play at because I know everybody there and it could get really embarassing because I always fuck up my own shit. There's nothing worse than that as far as embarassment.

In any case, on Wednesdays and Thursdays they have karaoke with my buddy Jeff who runs it. Kamikaze Karaoke..Cheesy, but it makes for great entertainment when he picks a song for someone to sing that is totally beyond the person singing.

So I went out with my buddies Johnny and Jarod, met up with Dan and Rodderick. LJ was bartending and everything was right with the world. We do this thing where we pick a theme and see who wins. Tonight was a Top Gun-off, an emo-off, Elton John-off, Country-off...I won the emo-off, but the others I'm not sure. It was pretty fabulous. At one point I sang "The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia" by Reba McIntyre. I won that one I know.

Halfway through the night these two guys walk in. One looks like Peter Frampton circa "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" the movie with the Bee Gees..and the other looked lik Sunshine from "Remember the Titans"...Both were dressed like they were from Sweden via Australia-very buff, very pretty and oiled down looking. I asked them why they were dressed like that and "Peter Frampton" says, "We walked here."

I said, "From where? Switzerland?"

He said, "Montevallo".

That is a place that is about a forty five minute drive from here...Crazy kids.

So I asked "Sunshine" why they would do such a crazy thing. He said, "Life. You get a job and you go to work and that becomes your life. That's not life. So we went for a walk."

I was like, damn. That is fucking cool. Now, don't get me wrong "Sunshine" was a fucking douche who has supermodel good looks, is ripped like paper, tan, blonde, and blue eyed. What I call "Hitler's Dream". But the looks this guy gave were so ridiculous. Had I been single and naive I might have fallen for it. In my current state, however (jaded as fuck), I was laughing hysterically at him to his face almost.

Just before they left he leans forward and picks my pendant up. It's a silver cross with garnets..He asks, "What does this mean?"

Are you fucking kidding? I get the mysterious act, but jeez.

So I say, " I believe in God."

He just looked at me like I was the most interesting, alien being he'd ever seen...

I laughed my ass off tonight.

I'm listening to Mandy and it's reminding me I need to call my mom. I love my mom. She's the shit.

Jarod kept making THE funniest faces. He was trying to make the Billy Idol face and it just looked like he was an angry lumberjack..Oh, damn..It was sore funny.

There was another guy that came in and sang, "I Feel Good" by James Brown...AWFUL person. One of those ugly guys who thinks they're the be all and end all and is bouncing around like an idiot. If I'd rolled my eyes any harder they would have popped into the back of my skull. There were these two girls...Bless their hearts they were trying...But they knew too many Cindi Lauper lyrics, and to many Michael Jackson lyrics...I'm talking obscure shit.

I, too, wish I hadn't missed the 80's, but come on.

All around it was a fantastic night of goofing off, being stupid, getting all the attention--cause I can get drunk on that alone--and generally causing an uproar.

There is this girl that goes in there all the time..Last week for my birthday we went in there to hang out and this girl was there. Nothing unusual. We had been playing pool and were sitting next to the pool tables when our game was over. She kept bending over and sticking her ass in Jake's face and I was getting pissed. Finally she moved.

Jake had a dream about her last night and told me about it when he got up.

We were at Base Camp, same senario. She come up to him and starts hitting on him and he says THIS in his dream:

"Let me see if I've got this straight, Barbie. You peaked too early, and at the rip old age of fourteen you learned to sling leg. You are way too skinny, but I just saw you wolf down a cheeseburger and immediately run to the bathroom, and I'm pretty sure you aren't the gym type girl. So now whenever you look in the mirror you see a bolemic whore who has to boost her self esteem by trying to get with every taken guy at the bar?"

While he's telling me this story I'm very proud and super amused. He looks at me and says, "And you were making that face!!"

Tonight when she walked in the bar I choked on my vodka and nearly fell out of my chair laughing my ass off. I think I scared a few people, but who cares.

This song is super underated. "All for Love" by Ryan Adams, Rod Stewart, and Sting.

It's really fucking good, but gets over looked for "Everything I Do" from the Robin Hood:Prince of Theives soundtrack.

Shame shame shame.

I got "My Alcoholic Friends" dedicated to me to night. Highlight of my evening seeing the faces on folks when it got to "I'm taking back the number of the beast cause six is not a pretty number."

For some reason it's astonishing.

I love Amanda Palmer. It's a total bummer for me that she's famous cause I wanna be her best friend. I just think she's the shit, and she sings like me and writes what I wish i could fucking write.

It's that way sometimes. You hear a song and go, "Damn I wish I'd written that!!!" And then you feel unaccomplished and go write a series of songs that if you put them together JUST NEARLY match up to the one that inspired your writing binge.

Does anybody else remember the Sleeping Beauty musical with Morgan Fairchild in it? I just found the movie on youtube in parts and I had totally forgotten it's magic spell. I was the red faery from that movie for Halloween when I was seven.

I just realised that I had a very magical childhood. I had faeries and wisteria vines, swimming and and open field to run in. I had a great kidhood. It was awesome. In my mind there were way more hedge mazes and brick roads than there actually were, and me and my best friend weren't ACTUALLY mermaids. Or were we?

I can't wait to move to the country. I'm going to make sure that our kids never ever are bored.

I'll hide treasure in the woods or I'll hang crystals for the girls to play in.

It's going to be fantastic.

Well, I think it's time for me to head to bed. When my body starts to wear down like it is and I yawn more than twice in fifteen minutes it's time to throw in the towel.

So good night, and I'll see you later today.