
Here is Hopper getting ready to lay into the Suicide Girls. We are at Truly Vegan and Betsy almost walked in , saw me , and went somewhere else. That's where we're at. Avoidance. Easier , less uncomfortable.
Obviously awful.
So. To the show. The shitty show with the drunk SGs' and the soft and creepy men following them around. My only solace was my old friend Erik who has the dubious honor of being the man who introduced me to heroin when I was 16.
Thanks a lot Erik!
I couldn't even watch the show. It is all so ugly and awkward.

Back accross town for another bizarre event , the Jabberjaw reunion party. Jabberjaw was an all ages club that changed my life at 16 [like Erik did , but in a more positive way] and there is a book detailing its sordid history in the works. None of the old gang see each other anymore , so it was more of a group catch up. Tonight was a little much. Not bad , it's just a lot of going out and socializing for someone who is finally comfortable staying in and eating ice cream.

Goodnight , goodnight.
Posted by Cali at November 6, 2005 09:59 AM