night out & afternoon in, both determined to remind me of stuff

Haunted Usual Haunts & Re-bar, but never quite got into the mood. I wish I'd braved the weather & fatigue and gone to see Garth at See Sound instead. If you want, you can still catch him on Sunday night at Re-bar, as I read in the jane there. It pays to pee.

One of a group of four drunken assholes duded me and put up his hand for a hi-five. I put mine up, then he put his down and said, "I'm wasted and I still saw that was a dude!" In case any of you were wondering, this behavior was not classy. (By the way, the hand I raised has my men's wedding ring on it.)

Speaking of tranny things, this afternoon's naptime dream: through a wall in a strange place I can hear Nibs tearfully ordering estrogens over the phone for me. There was some conversation that led up to that, but I was so astonished that I've forgotten.