Spidra, i'm so sorry about your birthday downer. I have no helpful advice except long distance co-mourning as i recall my 16th birthday when no one showed. After calling everyone who said they would be there, one person answered, apologized for forgetting, and spent the rest of the night walking around the neighborhood trying to comfort me while i cried. The crying is cathartic. The dehydration hangover the next day is nsm, so keep drinking water. I can't even imagine how that would have turned out had i been older.

Hah! Vortex, I think David has the right answer there! You can be spiritual about some things...sex, booze, the amazing interwebs that bring you awesome friends typing things...

I was supposed to go out dancing. But after dinner with javachik and our mutual friend J (who we encouraged to check out b.org) I was so yawn-y and tired, I bailed. Sigh.

Meara's house is adorable and dinner at Lola with her and J was so so fun. I need to make another trip up here to see Buffistas; as it was, I saw J and meara on the sly. I'm actually here as part of a birthday weekend for other (non b.org) friends, hence the not trying to round up the usual suspects.

Have had quite a 24 hours, I fall down now.

day of blah. Nothing working right. 14 hours long. Then, as a nice capper to it. As I was walking from the theater to my car, some asshole pulls into the loading dock playing bad hippity-hop music. Then says "what you lookin at cripple" in his very best bad-ass white rapper voice. Yeah, I'm not too high on being called cripple. Ugg.

No hairpats or anything needed. Just needed to vent in a safe area.

Good morning, Buffistas. I am feeling better.

Suffice it to say I love men who get it

THAT. And there's a speical Shir goldstar for those who don't mix up feminism with silly and unimportant courtesy. I'm looking at you, old men who are at a rush to get the door open for me. It is adorable sometimes, mostly those of you that will later get my seat at the bus because I'm afraid you might fall and hurt yourself during the ride, but until you won't realize why implying that girls above the age of 17 should have a boyfriend, and why catcalling is wrong, and why not all women just "need a husband and few children", it's just offering a band aid for a wound you caused in the first place.

Vortex, I'm sorry to hear about the guy. I think I get what you feel like, and support what David wrote. Also, I think it was great that he told the truth when you asked him. Not many would.

Edit: not a hairpat for omnis, but in addition to the asshole I wanted to be shipped to Israel to have a good kick at after hurting a friend, I'd like the asshole "rapper" that made another friend feel bad to go through the same process.

I won't hairpat, but I will cockpunch. Will that do?

Y'all rock.

cockpunching is much deserved. too bad you don't have a rocket launcher built into one of those crutches. that'd show him.

(*disclaimer: i am not endorsing actually shooting a rocket at anyone, i just find the image highly entertaining. Much like Buffy pursuing Spike with one outside the principal's window, i forget which episode.)

on second thought, if Pix is still awake she clearly needs someone to cockpunch, that jerk will have to do.

erin, you get a gold medal for efficient cockpunch energy channeling. Healthy and environmental!