There is a man in my bed

Good Morning,

ahhhh what a weekend - it has turned into a four day festival of fun. There is nothing better than a weekend where nothing is planned - it always turns out to be something special. Friday night I stayed in and re-did my resume, although last night I ended up going back to my original. Saturday I went for a quick hike up in Griffith park and I discovered a new trail that will be perfect to run on. Now I just have to get my tushy there and start running! I went with Ng the ex bf and Cracky #2 to a cinqo de mayo party. We spent the whole night in our bathing suits drinking beer in this girl's hot tub. I can think of worse ways to spend a saturday. Hillarity ensued and the party lasted through sunday afternoon. After all that fun time I didn't want to be alone so C#2 and I went into the village - bought some vintage and had a pinkberry. We then drove to Echo Park to meet my friend from Nichols for dinner at a restaurant with no sign. We hadn't slept yet and were wandering around like assholes - which would have been fine if it wasn't such a sketchy neighborhood. Finally - we got there and it was this tiny little place and all the food was vegan/organic and some of it raw. It was sooo delicious and all the workers there were beautiful hipsters. C#2 wasn't too crazy about the raw food - I think she is more of a cheeseburger gal. We ended up renting the worst movie - The Libertine - with Johnny Depp - I thought it was going to be great and it was terribel - or maybe that was the lack of sleep. I will have to watch it again just to make sure.

Yesterday I had off so C#1 and I went down to the beach to rollerblade. It was so fun and I wore my pink leater bikini top and a shirty short short mini skirt. I have never done that before - what a different way to go down the beach! After we finished we drove to a sober living facility to pick up her friends in rehab to take them back to the beach for lunch. None of them have cars because they sold them all for crack. LOvely. Most of the girls were nice execpt this one crackhead from Ohio. You can tel that she must have been the biggest bitch on crack and that she is missing the pipe a lot. Like A Million Little Pieces - she has to get her wisdom teeth taken out and she can't have anesthetic with real drugs in them. OUCH. I guess I would be in a bad mood too. I asked her if she had read the book and she looked at me like I was craazy - like "Bitch - crackheads don't read!" We dropped th esober girls off and went to a bar on Main Stret for a drink - the live in showed up with a friend and C#2 came as well. We were all pooped and sunned out since it was over 90* so we headed home. C#1 had no gas in her car and no money - so we coasted on fumes until we couldn't and she put three dollars into her gas tank. Tht doesn't even cover a full gallon of gas. Thanks George!

I came home thinking I was going to catch up on Gray's Anatomy online when she called me saying that she had to get out of the house - so I showered and met her at our usual place where we did the usual thing and it turned into an evening where I was still up at 6am - though I really didn't want to be. So now I have to figure out a way to tell this guy to get the hell out of my house because I found out I have a job interview or this temp thing at 2.

OK - wish me luck.

and judge not lest we judge ourselves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

na-na