i am a grizzly in bed

weekends are for lovers.

after the psycho drama at work this week - peter quit! - & general money woes, i somehow managed to get the ENTIRE weekend off & enjoy quality time with my wonderful husband. sweet jesus. perhaps i haven't been so forthcoming with the fact that i work all the time? no joke. sixty hours a week. mondays off. it is insanely frustrating, spirit crushing, & insulting. why don't i quit, you ask? oh, how i wish i were independently wealthy! wouldn't that be a greasy feather in my hat? sadly, in this overtly consumerist society, my masters in medieval history is as good as confederate scrip.

so, where was i?

friday: i met my man at the bus stop, sunset & western. though i have no glasses, i can tell his shadowy figure by the signature gait. "oh, that is most certainly seamus." we laugh & smile, board the bus to the echo. our friend mikel's band - the airborne toxic event - played with the deadly syndrome & another local band. both named were tight. deadly syndrome singer has a preened falsetto that pays tribute to jeff buckley; they also have an accordion player. nice evening. heffenweizen & lemons.

saturday: woke in the early morning light & lounged in bed. seamus & i walked through los feliz, stopping in stores, holding hands. he bought the shirt from y-que that reads: "pluto: never forget". we petit-dejeunered at le figaro on vermont: cheese plate with walnut & apricot bread; a parmentier of garlic mashed potatoes, sauteed spinach, and mushrooms!; two glasses of vacqueyras.

in search of a haircut we went to rudy's. of course, the wait was long so we just sat there and enjoyed fugazi's repeater. it was lovely to be together in the afternoon.

last night we went to our friend jenny's miami vice birthday party at mj higgins. i came as miss conduct & wore a velvet leopard print mini dress, black pumps, red lips, & big hair. seamus donned a lovely pink collared shit and paired it with a black blazer & pants. he looks wonderful in pink; violet, too. i participated in the pageant & threw a handful of flour into the hair, spinning in my faux-coke storm. i was winona ryder dancing in a sea of nicaraguan snowflakes. pictures, soon.

today: after awaking in the late morning, seamus & i went down to safari sam's for a beer & the game on a jumbo-tron. we realized that we were not in the mood to be in public and returned home. much snackiness ensued. veggie corndogs & amstel light = happiness.

also, poor zz manked in her own house today after being accidentally denied access to the litter box. manky cat!

now: i am making good on my self-promised increase in post production. so!