Wow, I haven't written anything here since July 20th, and it's now August first, so I have a lot to say! Much has happened in these past several days, so i'll try and cover as much as I possibly can in this single post.
|"My furry little love and I at the Phish concert."|
My friend's older brother is a sneaky wook"
So, you get the idea. I've met a handful of Wooks in my life, as a Berkeley native, but, seeing so many in such a small area was not only stinky, but, quite amusing, and a bit frightening, to say the least. I certainly don't trust the lot of them, that's for damn sure. Anyway, the show was OK, not the usual music I listen to, but it was nice, and not annoying, and I enjoy live music in general, so I had a decent time with my love. I didn't know how to dance to it though, which was frustrating at first. "Grooving" just isn't my style, and the majority of the audience were terrible dancers, so I couldn't look to them to get a good idea of what to do- the majority of them were on some serious drugs anyway, so it's not like they even cared how horrible their dancing was, or how ridiculous they looked, and once I got a little too high, I wasn't even able to stand anyway, so attempting to dance was futile.
|"Sitting on the grass, waiting for the show to start."|
|"Still sitting on the grass and waiting."|
I don't know if I ever have the desire to attend another Phish show, because it's really not my scene, but, if my love ever wants me to go with him again, I will happily join him. I think it's fun watching him in his element and enjoying himself. It's certainly weird stepping outside of one's usual scene and diving head-first into an unfamiliar subculture. I was a bit uncomfortable at first, but, all in all, it was a fun learning experience. The people were mostly friendly, despite a few crazy druggies, and personal hygiene issues, so, it was a decent experience, and I'm happy to say I did it.
Last night my friends Kitty and Jonas came into town to visit, so we got a group together and went out for dinner and a wonderful vegan restaurant called The Loving Hut. The food was so good, you wouldn't even care if it's vegan at all! I'm super happy that my stomach was being nice, so I was able to try a number of items on the menu. Like this:
|"Vegan Flan! I have a bad habit of ordering dessert before actual dinner arrives, haha."|
I would have been devastated if I couldn't eat out with my friends yesterday due to medical issues, because ever since they moved away, I rarely get to see them, so this get-together was very important to me. After I ordered the vegan flan, I them ordered this for appetizer no.2:
|"Vegan strawberry and chocolate cheesecake. I didn't eat the crust, of course, because gluten. It was so good, I was surprised!"|
I also ordered the BEST lemonade I've ever had in my life, two Thai Iced teas, and this amazing ginger-rice-noodle dish:
|"Vegan ginger-tofu, rice-noodles. So fucking good, I swear."|
|"Me, sitting at the restaurant."|
The food was all super tasty, and all of that, combined with my love's food and drinks as well, only came out to $47, plus tip. So, I left there super happy, and didn't even have to spend an arm and a leg to feed two people. I will be returning there one day, it was that good.After dinner, we all drove back to Alameda, to Kitty's parent's house where we bullshitted for a few hours, shared drinks, and dabbed. Me, being the dumbass/silly clown that I am, smoked everyone's leftovers, so I became super high, more high than anyone else. It got to the point where I needed to get myself home and get to bed, because I had clinic in the morning, and I knew I wouldn't wake up the next day if I didn't get myself into bed soon. Of course, even though I tried to get to sleep in a timely manner, I ended up missing the clinic altogether. Such an idiot sometimes. Oh well, luckily we had some medication save for a rainy day, so I didn't have to suffer withdrawal thank fucking god.
|"Kitty, me, Hannah. I look crazy, haha. I love these two so much."|
|"At least this margarita was pretty damn good."|
Now, my love and I are in bed. He's snoring away like a cutie, and I'm up writing this. I feel a little bit sick, so I'm kind of worried that another gastroparesis attack is underway, so, I'm going to try and take it easy tomorrow. I do have to go to the clinic tomorrow morning, and I absolutely cannot miss another day, so, I should wrap this up and force myself to try and get some sleep. Thanks for reading again! I'll try and write more tomorrow night!
Oh, and here's you daily picture of yours truly!:
|"MOTD, and my look for date night,"|