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After the hellish work week I had last week (I work with 2 other designers here @ mekanism and the were both gone for the week leaving me all alone to take care of all the design work) I was ready for a fun/relaxing weekend.

Friday I went to the LS, not really that exciting, was kinda quiet. Went to kiltbear's house (I was housesitting there all week, feeding bunnies and taking long hot baths in a clawfoot bathtub) and went to bed. My body was saying, "Take a break. Go to bed. You're tired, you stupid stupid boy."
I tend to not listen to my body, but lately it's been shouting as opposed to talking sternly like usual.

Saturday I went to the Duboce Dog park and played with cute puppies with my friend Jared and his boyfriend. I love dogs, but don't really have the place, time, or money to care for one, so it was nice to be surrounded my such playful pups (I kinda felt like throbbin with all those pups around me *wink*).

Jared and I headed over to Step-Daddy's440 Castro for the "GoalDiggers" hockey team beer bust. It was not really busy unfortunately, but it picked up later. I convinced Jared, who was in a bad mood, to come with me up to kiltbear's house so we could feed the bunnies and then head back to the beerbust.
Bus ride to Bernal Heights I was offered a stripper ("but not one' dem' DOPE FIEND BITCHES! I only provide QUALITY BITCHES!"). Good times. The bust ride back was less dramatic.

We got back to the bust and hung our briefly where I met up with my homegirl telecommunicate and headed to the movies.

Saw 3.

FUCKING INCREDIBLE!

I almost broke the drink cup holder off the arm rest. My friend Shawn and his out of town guest Bob joined us and I felt to horrible because Bob looked like he was going to faint, or his head was going to explode at any moment.
I think at one point I had to hold Shawns hand to get through a scene and I thought I was going to stap his fingers or something.

Overall, so good. Go see it IN THEATRES.

The 4 of us headed to the LS afterward for some drinks and some laughter, and then parted ways.

telecommunicate crashed at my apt and we watched xmen3 and passed out. Our plans of french braiding each others hair and prank calling boys were dashed by sleepy time.

Sunday DAVE CAME HOME!!!! yaaaaay!
We all went to Lunch @ The Big Lantern (best fried rice in the city) and afterwards telecommunicate decided we hadn't seen enough movies this weekend and headed to the Metreon to see The Prestige.

Good movie. Kinda confusing and long, but I think I will have to see it again before I fully appreciate it.

Then....back to the Lonestar. I don't know what it is about that bar, but sometimes I'll go for a long time not going there at all...and then there are some weekends where I'm there every night. I think I just like the feeling of having a place where I don't have to call a million people up to make plans to see. I can just go there, and run into who I run into, and chat with who ever's there that I know or feel like meeting. I like having a bar that's kind of "Homebase."

And now I am here at work. It's a little less crazy here today. I'm getting really excited for this upcoming weekend when I go to Las Vegas to DJ at the KumaLV's party @ the Ramrod.

"Seamen" is going to be a killer party. seattlewolf and I are gonna throw it down and make the bears go criz-azy.