dominique's journals

ladies & gentlemen i present to you one of my newest guilty pleasures Little Britain :

it will be my  4 year anniversary with my gf.
& i am not sure why,
but this scares the shit out of me.

typical conversation between dick & i :

me : "what color are her eyes?"

dick : "she has 36 C's."

like most things in my life right now,
i have a love-hate relationship with my best friend:


DICK, aka Richard, aka Pretty.

we were once so close that we called each other brother & sister.
we would go to a different record shop every sunday.
we would discuss porn @ denny's while the table behind us would be conducting a bible study class
[yeah they left shortly after]
& we have totally different tastes in women so we never fought about that. thank god.

i just feel like i am outgrowing him..my girlfriend, my life.
it's like i need a XXL, but i get a size small instead.
dick & i talked last night. it was good. i miss him. i think that we are taking joe to the nudie bar on thursday.
that should be interesting considering i have not been to one in 4 years & the fact that joe is gay & terrified of vagina.
joe is moving to texas on friday. i will miss him, but i am glad to have my living room back. i can always visit him.

tomorrow i get to hang out with my pug. he is the only thing that is pure love for me right now.
i need more things like this in my life.

sundays are always so sad. they are the realization that the weekend is over & that you get to go back to work in the next 24 hours & this makes me very sad. i am raiding my gay boy friends i tunes & YES i found erasure! yeah thats right - erasure. i love them. there they were in between enya & the eurythmics.
in other news i saw Heart last night at the la county fair. Ann & Nancy were amazing..the whole show was amazing. i was scared that i was going to be  disappointed, etc, but that did not happened. they played everything that i wanted to hear & even covered led zeppelin & the who. fucking amazing. Ann's voice is like a dagger that cuts across the audience & smacks you in the chest. Nancy is still a bitchin guitar player & is cute as hell.
the la county fair is like a big swap meet with beer, but i am still going back to see the b-52's.

i have been having dreams about my ex-girl friend & new york. daily.
i miss one of them. actually-honestly both of them.
i miss being friends with my ex & i miss ny terribly.
i thinnk that i have to move there[to ny].
i think that i think too much & maybe drank too much -
tonight.
but it was a good night

oh & p.s.
we are playing there from 8pm to 8:30pm


no that is not me in the picture, but i think that i may photoshop my ass on there later on.
come drink & play..play & drink, etc.

edit : mention the open bar& joseph troski @ the door

if you like to drink,
& you live in LA..
then you might want to go to the Viper Room
on sunday.
reason being..there is a open bar from 8pm to 9pm.
aside from the fact that my band is playing there @ 8.
in other news i am forbidden on commenting on almost everyones anything tonight.
i guess it is just a computer glich. shit happens,
but did i mention that i am drunk & horny?
no, ok good. i like being mysterious.
i went to MJ's tonight. some gay bar in silverlake.
no girls all men.
sexual energy all over the place, but no one for me to share it with
because
i do not like men..
& my gf is sound asleep.

all i need is love..
& boobies.

i am soooo over driving. some chick hit me & says it's not her fault.
so over driving.. & LA.
i think that i am going to move to nyc or canada.

on another note i watched little miss sunshine today for the first time.
it was cute.
the lesson that i am going to take & apply from the movie [right now]
is that one can be happy even in a fucked up situation.
which i know, but sometimes you cannot see past the shit..
SO -
i am happy that i am not hurt
i am happy that i am going to knott's berry farm tomorrow
& i am happy about all of the lovely new sets on here.

my ankle is about 95% better. just in time for my first show with the band. the show is this saturday so someone wish me luck.
more on this later.

i thought that playing hooky from work would be fun & stuff, but it's not with this thing:



i am not supposed to walk on it, but i hobble around because i am bored & restless & stubborn. i went to the doctor's yesterday because i have twisted this ankle so many times i thought that maybe i should see how bad off it was. it's not too bad. just a regular twisted ankle. the dr. was weird, but the nurses were nice & pretty. they made me & my ankle happy.
i was supposed to take my little brother to rock the bells this week, but i am not sure if i am going to be able to make it + i hate rage against the machine.
at least i had the time to finally take a decent picture of my new tattoo:




anyhow..i am going to go ice my foot & watch que pasa usa? now.