So, on Tuesday I got puked on by a client.
We used to have our own employee bathrooms. It was awesome. WITH HOT WATER EVEN. But, we acquired an emergency women's shelter and we've had to open it up for their use. Since this has happened, every bloody time I go use the restroom, something bizarre happens. Like a few days ago, I had a client sleeping on the floor around the toilet bowl. I had to open the little lock with a butter knife and wake her up. She was pretty wasted.
Well, two days ago I went to use the bathroom. When I came in the woman in one of the two stalls had the door wide open. I gave her a "OMGWTFRUDOIN" look and she closed it. Then I heard water running. At first I thought she was playing with the toilet bowl water... playing with her own shit and piss. I mean, who knows, right? Then, I heard it again, and felt my leg get wet. I looked down and THERE WAS PUKE EVERYWHERE.
SHE DIDN'T EVEN WARN ME. SHE WAS JUST SHITTING AND MANAGED TO PUKE EVERYFUCKINGWHARE. AND IT GOT ALL OVER MY LEG.
it was my last pair of clean pants too. So I had to go home, shower, and wear a skirt. I didn't go back to work, because, I figure if you get puked on, its a get-out-of-work-free card.
In other news, yesterday was a rather fun day. After work, I did Manna, which is the xian Food not bombs. We had a billion seagulls and pigeons hovering over us while we gave out free pizza to our neighbors. Its always just like a big picnic and its always fun. We also were giving out free bibles and books and stuff.

Button's shoulder and the pizza

There was a woman who we deemed the Seagull Whisperer. (either that, or she was one of them and a OMGSHAPESHIFTER) She told us to feed the seagulls because "they are very hard up right now"
Then, Marco, Tyler, and I went to the new moon festival where a bunch of people gather, have a big drum circle and fire dance and breathe fire and stuff. The best part was getting to hang out with Tyler without Carolyn. I mean, i like carolyn, but I miss my BFF. It felt like old times. Every now and again in the drum circle, there was an oboe (it may have been a clarinet, it was playing quietly) and it was one of the most beautiful sounds i had ever heard.



These're all the pics I wanted to post on twizzler, but twitpic WOULD NOT LET ME AT ALL.
Afterward, Simon, Lauren, Moriah and I played WARLORDS on my Atari and then we went for LATE NIGHT INDIAN FOOD. If it's one thing that'll make you feel fat in the morning, its late night Indian food. Shan's is just a cabbie joint down the street that serves awesome Indian food past midnight. They stopped making samosas after 11 though ;-;. Still, I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Today I was supposed to meet up with the lovely Michelle Abject and see World/Inferno friendship society, but it's also good friday. See, at jpusa we make a big deal about easter and have this huge celebration. I'm super excited about it, actually. The house is all decorated, and people from out of town visit, coffee and cotton candy are free, and a lot of fun is had by all. So, I didn't wanna miss it. Thankfully, next weekend she'll probably be around in the city again (she lives in the suburbs) and I can meet up with her. I saw some super old picture of us on fecesbook the other day. It just was, like, a big blast from the past. I don't miss dating Kyle, but I miss hanging out with those kids every day of my goddamn life sometimes.


old pictures are old. i think its pretty obvs which ones are me. also, what could have been a pantyshot.
I got Brave Saint Saturn's new album. Shit is golden. Pick it up (except its not ska. hahaha)