send the autos swerving

It's a silly weekend so far.

Last night, we went to Tony and Betty's birthday party on Betty's roof. I tried to bake a birthday cake--twice. Both were failures. It sucked a lot. I've never had a baking fail quite like that. The COMI people couldn't believe it (my Christmas cake still hanging like a fond memory, I guess), everyone was really sweet about it, "I'm sure it was fiiiine." The party was fun, I hung out with team Lalo and drank a little more than I should've, but still enough to go home pretty early and all in one piece.

At the party we agreed that today we would go to a place where seafood buffet is free with drinks (?) since it was a coworker's last day in town, and then to a place called the Sports Bar (pronounced more like "esporrbar"). Esporrbar was very exciting and featured American bar food, which probably sounds like a lame thing to admit but once you've been anywhere long enough (not that long) you start to miss dumb stuff. Anyway, the drinking adventure started at like 3 so by 8 we were home and shiftless. At Esporrbar we sat in the VIP room which meant that we could request videos on the flatscreen TV, so we requested Beyonce and then Queen. The Beyonce set came without the "Single Ladies" video, and that was kind of sad, but it was a pretty good selection.

Anyway, all of that was whatever. The real reason I am posting is that thanks to the dark depths of the internet, I actually found this:



I totally remember seeing this article in Seventeen when I was, well, seventeen, and suddenly feeling very self-conscious about the way I'd been listening to Weezer and being vegan and wearing Doc Marten mary-janes (though mine were red and Liria randomly bought them for me). I think I kind of knew that I hadn't just made all of those things up on my own, and I think I also knew that they weren't some sort of ultimate expression of my personal uniqueness (as I would learn that there isn't one), but it was still pretty awkward.

And I love awkward, so I'm pretty thrilled I rediscovered it.

Also, I am totally wasting too much good material on this post in which I say almost nothing--seriously, Tony and I had some highly effective and pretty fascinating processing today and I am not even talking about that shit--because, well, I can't just keep this shit to myself:

Enjoy!