and away WeHo

Sadly, ABM is here (ass burn Monday.) Yesterday was a lovely day. Brunch with my Gay Husbands. We have dialed them back a bit as they were turning into epic ten hour long events. Too much booze and strippers. A fight ensued yesterday. My husband, Pony Princess was talking about interviewing Elvira, Mistress of the Night after the release of her second movie. Apparently, they became chummy and she invited him and another of my gays, NewOrleansGuy to her garage sale. NewOrleansGuy detailed all of his purchases at the garage sale, and had given Pony Princess a pair of Elvira's come fuck me platforms. In conversation, Pony Princess let it spill he had sold those shoes to an Elvira tranny impersonator for five hundred dollars. Seven years ago. NewOrleansGuy was obviously crushed by the news. Pony Princess turned to me and said, "in seven years I'll tell you how I fucked you over." Pony Princess is running for city council, his platform is keeping smoking legal on the patios of West Hollywood. He is one of my best friends and probably one of the most self-involved human beings I have ever met. I love that threatening to take away his ability to smoke while drinking is what motivates him to take civic action. Classic.

Stupidly, I was over the hill on Oscar day. Coming home, only six miles, it was evident what a mistake in judgement I had made. I crawled home, took me over an hour. GirlCrush was waiting for me at my door when I got here. Daddy had called and kept me company on the drive over the hill. He was laughing his ass off at my story about The Producer.

GirlCrush and I ordered Chinese and watched the Oscars. We drank some wine. I haven't been drinking at all but I did have a couple of glasses. We cuddled and were doing this odd nose rubbing thing, kissing. My crack head neighbor came over. I quit smoking but I let them both smoke in my place. Shouldn't have. They left at midnight and I was flipping channels on the tv and lay down on the sofa. It was really hot. I flipped over one of the pillows and it ignited. Fucking they caught my couch on fire!!! I tried beating it down but ended up having to put it under the sink.

I overslept this morning which I never do. Being a slut running wild is obviously not a good thing for me. Daddy told me next year I can come on this trip with him and The Other I Do Like. He didn't seem to think to invite me this year. I'm the newest one, the odd man out. Over time I suppose he will grow to think to include me too. Learning curves for everyone! In the meantime, I am just being me.