last night entry brought to you by crossdressing and booze...

Thanks to Forest and Brigid and Jenna for hosting a hella party tonight. It was a crazy great time seeing everbody get dressed up at other people. Over the past month, I've felt that people were drifing apart. Whether it's classes, or employment, or unemployment or other emergencies, I hadn't seen people out as much, and I've missed them. And tonight I've seen many old faces. Shared many hugs. And felt awkward not al all.
Some moments you feel deleriously close to someone, and then you swirl away. But it's alright in the end. The above image was brought to you courtesy of Nick Cave and PJ Harvey. I saw the Henry Lee video last night and I thought it was the most erotic, engrossing thing I've seen in a while. The tension in that was amazing.
I've noticed lately that I have been much happier. I find myself dancing in the house by myself, just enjoying the small moments of life more lately. I don't know if this is a permanent new thing, or a flux of life's cycle. But I will drink deeply of the cup while it is in my hands, and record these blissful moments so I can look back at them when I am down and say "See? It wasn't always like this. And it will get better."
Sleep and liquor tug at my hair and whisper in my ear. Come Chris, your bed and sweet ginger dreams await you. Would you deny them?
I would deny them nothing.
I plunge blissfully into the Dreaming.

Toast!

I crave toast.

I'm working on making breakfast, some over easy eggs and OJ, and I crave toast or a bagel to wipe up the yolks with. I've been big on cutting carbohydrates out of my diet, as we tend to eat too many of them (half assed dietary knowledge speaking!) Which means I don't keep bread in the house.

Which means I have no toast. Dammit!