the longest, most drawn out weekend recap in the history of the world…but I really want to tell it
I'll just skip to Saturday night.
The boyfriend, Akil and I went to Garfield Artworks for this art show that Ed Um was participating in. Akil was going to be DJing and Ed Um was excited about his artwork which he described as “post-gay.” Post-gay is basically attempts at wittiness via photographs of naked guys with big dicks covered in blood and doing random things. Some of them were kind of funny but overall it was just kind of boring. I may not be the best source of opinion on this, though, since I was still pretty sick and irritated.
We stood outside for a little while and the boyfriend ran into this guy, John, who he had gone to grade/middle school with. John was on his way to some other artsy event but decided to check out the post-gay pictures first. He then produced the quote of the evening: “Hey, if I go in there to look at the pictures of dicks will you watch my accordion?”
Yeah.
The rest of the show was pretty uneventful, save for some “Over the Top” esque arm-wrestling.
We dropped off Akil and Jwan, went home and put the baby to bed. We walked up to Akil and Jwan's house to visit. I think our original plan was to watch a movie but we never got around to that. Akil came home from some place drunk, of course, and started being antagonistic, of course. After smashing a laptop and throwing some shoes around he called Ed Um and the conversation went something like this:
Akil: HEY!…Who's this?…Jay?…Jay what? Jay-Hovah?…Where's Ed?…I'm coming over there and I'm going to beat the shit out of you!
So he left, but called my cell phone a few minutes later to let us know that there was “alcohol and drinking” at Ed's. We were about to go over when Akil showed up, soaking wet with vodka that someone had thrown on him. He had not found Jay-hovah but the party had broken up because everyone was going to a gay bar.
Akil spent the rest of the night fondling some big bottle of crap rum that he found in his freezer and screaming at me to buy a pizza.
Sunday was pretty downtempo, despite the baby being a teething monster. Last night, after a historic battle trying to get the baby to go to bed, the boyfriend, Akil, Jwan, Hoss and I went to see “The Italian Job.” It was okay, better than most summer blockbusters but still a little fluffy. Shawn Fanning's cameo was pretty amusing.
I had way more stuff to write about but since I had to keep delaying this post it's all gone now. weep.
Other random things: fuck birth control pills. I've started receiving Delia's catalogs in the mail. I'm confused by this because a) I'm 24 and sort of out of their market and b) I haven't purchased anything from them in about 5 or 6 years.
