tonight i got home form work with too much energy to stay home
knowing if i actually committed to something it would be the death of any adventure - at 11-esque i ventured out
to le hubba hubba revue - a land of people i know and acts i enjoy
the show was a fucking hit
with clown burlesque and a junkie cookie monster and girl gangs and a routine to little esther that broke me
it was a good night
the girl from michigan who was gorgeous and charming and drunk and far too interested reminded me of what good nights at bars look like if you're single. she was charming but i was not... single and so had to be the asshole who is all - oh i thought we were just being friendly but yea no i am married and happily so and the dance of the drunk not understanding and the married trying not to be cruel began. it turned out ok. she found a nice german boy to go home with. all is good in the end. and yet i still felt like a jerk somehow.

i luckily and wonderfully ran into more folks than expected for a random last minute excursion and that was divinity.

home now with ringing ears reminding me of ear plugs and that recent ruptured eardrum....

reminding myself to manifest. manifest. manifest.