80's parties, vacates, and drink recipes.

yes it has been forever!! or maybe it hasn't...i really don't know. i've been in intense group project/final papers mode. WE are at the time in teh quarter when i'm checking off to do boxes and new things aren't being added which is very cool.

so let's see, big news, big news....

tomorrow night is my 3 way march babies 80's birthday party with my 2 friends. here is the picture from the evite.
awesome, i know. I took my face from this pic of us pretending to surprise my friend before he actually got there. I figured we wouldn't be able to take a picture during the actual surprise part so we should take it before to memorex the moment. This whole thing is having a slight damper put on it by the fact that i suddenly got a wicked head cold today. I have been waiting to drink without judgement for a long time so hopefully it will all get better in the next few hours. I'm gonna do some 80's work out wear wiht a leotard and tights and a short baby tee and leg warmers and pig tails and a bright pink headband.

but onto bigger news!!!

we are going to puerto rico!! me, cathy, ivan, bob, and dan are going to glorious puerrrrrrrto rico. generally we tend to hate the kind of east coasters who fly to the bahamas for a 3 day weekend because it's cheap and close and stay in the resorts and carry around giant camera bags and are pasty and white and dont' look good in bathing suits. BUT this is so very not us. we are from california and the carrbbean is kind of far and exotic and although we are staying in resorts (on corporate america's tab!! thank you rich people!) and we are ethnic and turn a nice shade of caramelo when the sun kisses us. so the goals are as follows in this particular order

1. drinking
2. fagulousness
3. beaching
4. the yunque national forest
5. casinos

eeeeeeemagine!!! i am in the process of getting totes svelt for the occasion. Maybe i'll start doing my pilates tape again. The one good thing is that i have not gained weight, i have lost weight since being in grad school, now i just have to get toned. also i am now a size XS which really makes no sense to me because i have never been an XS so the clothing industry must be playing some mean joke and lyign to women making them think they are smaller than they actually are.

oh yeah and another sidenote, my friends and i invented the greatest drink this weekend. We were having a girls dinner in and singaporean jen cooking us a delicious meal while we listened to her jazz and bossa nova records. So at one point she said "i have lychee pronounced L-I-Chee!! we should make lychee martinis."

lychees? check
martini glasses? check
vodka? shit we had none
but wait, we had champagne!! check
ice? again double shits we had none.

so here is whta we ended up doing. we couldn't wait for things to freeze because we needed the liquor like right then and there so Jen found some ice packs (the blue kind) in her freezer. We cut them up to make smaller mini ice packs that would fit in the shaker. We took those, put them in a shaker, poured lychee juice in it, then poured a glass of champagnem a lychee, and some of the chilled lychee juice. It was super ghetto what with the whole blue ice fiasco and at one point jen had to say "if you see anything blue DON'T DRINK IT." but it was also very chic what with the whole champagne thing. Anyways you all should try it. it was like champagne on crack.

well new years was truly fantastic. lots of drinking, a full on champagne pyramid, a herrrrrroooo kitty meeting montage, vomitting on the roof (not me), passing out in ivan's room (not me). But alas the pictures are all in cathy's camera so i have to wait for her to email them to me to do a full on photo montage.

The next day we got together to watch the rosebowl in the hopes that finally my team would win and be awesome, but alas, they sucked alot. I think the key quote of the morning after was
bobby: "we were on the roof??? i don't remember being on the roof?"
me: "i have pictures of you!!"

anyways cathy and i like to freak bobby and ivan out by talking about fachings and and as they often do the boys acted out for us what they eeemagine exploring a faching would be like. I finally caught it on tape.

never having seen one ivan assumes there are lots of flaps and you have to use lynch pins to hold them down.

bobby on the other hand is much more interpretive in what he eeemagines it is like. the gays are so silly sometimes. the greatest part about all of this is that we were sitting in a sports bar in the marina (the most fratty place ever) having this conversation

George Michael: YOU MOVE ME!!!!!!!!!!

Down coats needed to fight the cold = 1
glasses (and by glasses i mean blue plastic cups) of 2buck chuck = 5
number of times Beyonce was played = 4
number of times i almost fell off of my bike on the way home = 4
number of times i have played Wham "last christmas" since i got home = 6
homosexxxxxxuals = oooh thousands!!

after months of trying to sell myself: "i swear i'm a hag!! my 2 best friends from pre-school are gay!" I have finally made contact with THE GAYS!!

what a night. It started out with me doing 6 hours of hardcore statification. We finished our problem set and i attemped to do some reading but it just wasn't happening because my mind was dead. I went to dinner with some peeps, worked on an outline at the infamous sweetwaters, and then i got a call from JP that he was having a party. Dubbs dubbs!! JP is this trinidadian gay man that i met last week at babs: underground lounge. I sold myself like a whore trying to get a gig with some frat boys. I was like. "i love perez hilton!!! i saw britney's vagina!! is that what a vagina looks like! It's so CAVERNOUSE!! I love cher and justin timberlake!!" things of that nature. I basiclaly was like "hag for sale, BUY ME!!" so by some magical power (and i mean facebook) i got a holler from JP saying he had a party going on tonight and he called me and personally inivited me and i went and it twas truly MAGICAL! intially it just looked like a black party with your occasional white homo thrown in there. Someone put on Mariah "All i want for christmas is you" and all these's gay's started singing along and harmonizing and i was like "wow this is the gayest party I have ever been to" because it really was. Then JP's roommate put on Whitney "i wanna dance with somebody" and the dancefloor cleared and I knew, like seeing the bat-sign "hags and fags to the dancefloor!" It was my call to arms. Like Delacroix's "liberty leading the people", my breast hung out (metaphorically of course) and I DANCED!!! We danced hardcore to some AhHa Take on me...which took me back to how i met my first boyfriend when i said:

"I love this song!!" and he said
"shut up!! this is my RING TONE!!" and i said
"You LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At one point I kept ademately requested the JLo mega mix but THEY DON'T KNOW!! THEY DO'NT KNOW!! Mo's talked about going to Las Vegas and i told them about Olympic gardens and about the dick slap that was felt around the world and we CONNECTED on a gay-latina-straight-woman/gay man LEVEL!!

DUBBS have i told you all (other than cathy) HOW MUCH I LOVE GEORGE MICHAEL!!! seriously i LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!! Wham and post wham, so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DUBSS DUBSSS I AM HELLLA DRUN KRIGHT KNOW. THIS IS LIKE A LIVE BLOG AND SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok but for reals, i discovered the gay community tonight and there are like 4 of value. I was yelling "play Wham 'LAST CHRISTMAS!!'" and this Mo came up to me and was like "my favorite Wham song is 'careless whisper'" and at that moment we bonded on a really deep level (cathy, are you feeling me? please comment!)!!!!. I confessed to him that I had received a score of 97 out of 100% on the Magic Mic for my rendition of careless whisper during my family's annual Christmas Eve karaoke competition (we are sooooo multicultural since my cousin married a fffffffffilipppppino!) and he was impressed dispite not knowing what a magic mic was. PEOPLE DON'T KNOW!!

anyways the point is i am HELLA DRUNK and i had good times with GAYS!!!

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
....

I just called david and said "as NATASHA BEDINGFIELD ONCE SAID 'these words of mine.....i love you, i love you, i love you'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Why does music speak the words of my soul!???? why did i just quote natasha bedingfield?? why is that song so good!?? Why do i LOVE GEORGE MICHAEL!!!!!!????????


Tonight the music seems so LOUD

I wish that we could lose this CROWD

Maybe it's better this way

We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say


WE COULD HAVE BEEN SO GOOD TOGETHER

We could have lived this dance forever

but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'ONE'S GONNA DANCE WITH ME

Please stay



point being......................................................................

I'M DRUNK!