Amy and StephJuly 11, 2005
You know you're in for a good day when it starts like this:
Steph and Amy, both in town, both at the same hotel, both hanging out with ME. That's my big, happy smile. We went for good ole David's Jewish Deli in the theatre district for brunch, and then sent Steph off for an East Bay knit-in while Amy and I shopped.
I have to tell you, I've never been much of a shopper, but I'm learning. I think all the pretty girly prints and skirts are helping, as is the fact that I've been learning that just skimming the surface of Nordstrom while you're gossiping with your friend is just really FUN, whether you buy anything or not.
Of course, you might buy something. You might even buy the very same THING while at Anthropologie:
Isn't Amy the cutest? Lookee:
Steph and her guy Craig (a doll) are just as cute:
These were taken at my favorite bar, the Wild Side West, just before Lala joined us for dinner. We proceeded to eat our weight in sushi, and ohmigod was it good. Then I took them all dancing at a lesbian club with three different dance floors. For a while it was all junior high, girls standing on the sidelines watching the go-go dancers, talking with their friends and trying not to get caught looking at everyone else around them. But then it amped up and the dancing got going and the ogling was great. And my girl danced with me. Apparently she never was real big into dancin', but she's got some moves with me. That's all I know.
And yesterday was an un-official pyjama day, so nothing to report. I spun. I slept until 2pm. I re-watched The Incredibles. I feel fabulous.