posted by: audra
i was so starving & pissed at this point, & had consumed enough wine that i snapped. mid-shot, i interrupted his photo-taking & hissed, “excuse me, are you going to be doing that all night?” i did! i totally hissed! he then of course apologized profusely & noted that he was taking blurry shots for the website & that i would definitely not be in any other shots. whatever! you’re still annoying the fuck out of me! but he did move, & i didn’t see him for the rest of the night. good work, audra. good work.
entrees finally arrive & my thighs start sweating: i ordered the grilled leg of lamb with green herb yogurt, chick pea fritters & a salad of orange & fennel…sam got the grilled sirloin with shallot butter, roof greens & fries. we weren’t very impressed about the fries part…couldn’t they come up with something a bit more swank? at least serve them in a cute little cup like this place does? whatever! everything was fairly good; except that sam’s meat was a little overdone. actually, a lot overdone. and if sam thinks it’s overdone, it’s way overdone. my lamb was a little on the cool side, too. it seems to me that they were leaving entrees out to rest too long before serving them. again with the under-staffing issue! anyway, the wine we chose to have with dinner was perfect…and oopsies, i have no idea what it was! i wasn’t all that impressed with the wine-list either. this being a wine place, you’d think i would be…but 6 years working in the wine industry, i’m hard to please when it comes to wine lists. maybe it was just the by-the-glass list i wasn’t impressed with. hmm. whatevs. i’m probably just being a bitch.
we did dessert & paid our check quickly…as oddly enough a really weird guy that we sort of know was seated less than a foot away from me, with his date. she was really pretty & i have no idea what the fuck she was doing with him. clearly she’s an idiot! he spent the whole time texting while she sat & stared at her drink. we don’t know this guy well, only through a friend of ours, and have only been around him twice. but he’s a real loser & thinks he’s some big fucking treat. i’ve witnessed him giving pcp to a friend when said friend thought it was just a regular joint. anyway! i can’t stand him. he’s bad news. luckily, we hadn’t seen him in a few years so he didn’t recognize us before we split. so! close!
walking back to the car, i stumbled a few times. i did. what the fuck!? i had four glasses of wine total, over the course of maybe 3 hours. that’s nothing to me! that’s just warming up! whatever… i shrugged it off & got into the passenger seat.
not 3 blocks down the street & i have to ask sam to pull over. i know i’m not going to be sick or anything gross like that, but i just could not be in the car. super dizzy, you guys! seriously! do i need to remind you i only had 4 glasses of wine?! so he drops me off in this parking lot, & i literally stumble over to the curb. i can’t believe i didn’t fall down or scuff my shoes or something! i was totally fucked up! whoopsies!
i sat for a couple minutes, looking at my shoes, hoping i wouldn’t be sick on them, wondering why in the world i was so drunk & finally teetered my way back to the car. it was so horrible! i don’t think i’ve staggered so much, even in my drunkest drunkenness ever! once i did make it back into the car, i was totally fine. my drunkenness seemed to disperse as quickly as it had come on. weird, right?! i blame it on the one glass i had at le bar de skeeze earlier! what else could it have possibly been?! i just don’t know…but something fucked me up beyond recognition, as i went to bed at 11:00 that night. eleven o’clock! not my usual 4am antics, no! eleven o’clock. believe it.
i can say that there is something good that came out of my going to bed totally yet accidentally wasted at 11 on a saturday night: i got up before noon sunday morning. this never, ever happens & i’m kinda proud of myself! this allowed us to watch all three of our netflix films in one day! before dark! this week’s was a fag themed one: three of hearts, divine trash & the boys in the band.
three of hearts was kinda…meh. i was real excited for it; documentary – one gay couple married to a woman, so they have this hot threesome thing going on, even though none of the three are really all that hot. anyway, the woman gets pregnant at the beginning of the doc & they pretty much ruin it with that. it’s mostly baby stuff from there on out, so i lost interest.
divine trash. john waters documentary. enough said! get it! i’m hoping to do some geneology maybe sometime real soon & find out that john is my uncle. wouldn’t that be rad?!
the boys in the band is fucking uh-mazing! i’m super-embarrassed that we hadn’t seen it yet! it’s super-intense & done in what feels like real time…like you’re there hanging out with them without any missing blocks of time, you know? it’s like queer as folk & who’s afraid of virginia woolf? had a baby & it’s brilliant. love, love, love. in fact, as soon as it was over, i had to pop in virginia woolf because boys had put me in such a tizzy for it. get the boys in the band right this very second, it will totally change your life!