Bill Moseley *Texas Chainsaw Massacre II & Repo! & Devils Rejects* was FUGGING CHARMING. As was G. Romero AND Jeffrey Combs *Re-Animator*.

Tom Savini....was nice to me, despite what some might say and Caroline Williams *Texas Chainsaw Massacre II* totally remembered me from the last time I saw her. I was able to get her business card and we're now planning an interview for the horror site I write for...which is owned by Shannon Lark, the Fangoria Spooksmodel...she's goregeous

Got into central St Martins College London!

Alexander Mc Queen went there!!!

^^ Congrats Synth!

Congrats Synth!! I bet you are really excited?

Yay! Congrads Synth!!!

Great job Synth!!

: D! I am soo frigging exited!

I was very wicked bad in the grounds of the North Wales Police Headquarters today. Very wicked bad

^^ Uh oh, i'm guessing someone enjoyed herself. It's not a fun day until you do something wicked

Ok, I've been meaning to document in some vain context the awesomeness of the past week I had. So here's to it, send the children to bed. This one will probably be lengthy.

Wednesday the 6th was my last night of class, so our Western Civ professor invited anybody who was willing and able, to have a drink with him at a Fox & Hound nearby. So four students also showed up, it was a trivia night there, drinking and good times were had by all. Two of my classmates were very cool, we had hit it off in class being that we were the real talkative ones, and the girl Meredith has actually been in Maxim magazine. She does modeling, likes to drink and party... so of course I had to get her number just in case. Can't pass up cool people. After Fox & Hound dispersed, I headed over to my favorite haunt to snap some more pictures for the collage I'm making for the bar, and play some shuffle-board with the boys.

Thursday I painted a picture, watched the Wire with my mother, because she's in love with that show, then went out. Bar hoped all about NJ like gangbusters, went back to an afterparty at a friend of a friend's house. Had those cigars that Ian and I were talking about in the "^ < v" thread, and watched cult classic movies til 8am. Rocky Horror Picture Show, Labyrinth, A Clockwork Orange.

Friday slept only 5 hours, then had lunch with some friends, afterward went up to NYC to see Lamb Of God, As I Lay Dying, Children of Bodom, God Forbid, and Municipal Waste. Got drunk, threw punches, you know the deal. Got home with all my teeth and a nose still in tact, so can't complain.

Saturday was the day though: Got my hair dyed at noon, and had a nice conversation with my new hairstylist and her co-worker. One of those conversations that seems to go places you weren't expecting. Afterward stopped at the bar, then went to a friends house for a visit, and it turned out his family was having a bar-bq. So unexpectedly got some food and more drinks in me, had a generally good time as well. Went home, showered up and went out to a wrestling event where all types of fun was had, even got to boot my archenemy in the head during his match from ringside (long story).

After the wrestling event I went to the 80's club where my lovely twins work, who had just gotten back from a Cali tour. They showed me some of their new shoes, and we all celebrated a "welcome home" style party for our friend who's up visiting from his new place in Texas. I did however notice that the gal who has my heart strings acts differently when no one else is about, I guess that's a good thing, but also a bit disheartening. So unscathed but still ready to party, four of us, including a nice chick named Kate, went to a stripclub. I was very popular there, I got 6 phones numbers for the dancers and ended up going back home to chill with two of the girls who work there. Now I won't get into any solid details, but I assure you I had at least twice as much fun as I should of, and then Destiny made the three of us blueberry pancakes in the morning.

Sunday was Mother's Day, so I stumbled over there about noon, and had a quiet day with my favorite girl in the whole world: Mama. She said I looked like I was having a good week, so I told her about my previous four days. She said: "well I don't expect you not to get girls, look who made you." I told my mama; "you broke the mold you know."

Monday was back to business, I cleaned the house because it needed it, laundry and the whole nine. Had dinner with my best friend, who just finalized his divorce papers that morning, so he needed a little face and fun time, nothing kooky though just relaxing. That night I met up with four of my co-workers and we hopped some trains to get to NYC, and went to the Fat Black p***y Cat lounge. This place if you haven't been, is awesome: It's two building combined into one, a bar/restaurant in the front, in-door balcony in the dining area and pool tables in the back. The second building has a lounge and karaoke spot where my friend Kristin hosts, and there's a full dance floor/club downstairs.

Within one hour there, our group and the other four big groups of people in the lounge room were all hanging out together and singing songs together. It was all very chill, the host Kristin took some great pics that she'll send me and I'll have to put up here, of us all on stage. I sang "I Ran", "Wonderwall" and "Rebel Yell"; good times people. When they closed up at 3:30, we walked a few blocks to a gay bar that stays open til 5am, one more round for the road. I got home 8am, and was pretty worse for wear by then.

Tuesday I kinda just relaxed about the house, couldn't sleep surprisingly, so I ended up watching DVD's and drawing, nothing too much til the night rolled in. Then I visited my step-father's family, because there was a birthday party and I had to make an appearance. The scenester-teens there fell in love with me and followed me about like I was a pied piper. "I like your hair", "you're nails look really cool", "those boots are awesome"; hopefully I can Shepperd them into being upstanding citizens one day.

Finally Wednesday I ended my party week with the Drag Night and Contest at Kafe in my hometown of Elizabeth. Which is where the pic of myself and my lovely pal Muri is from. Some of the nice girls I met on Saturday came out, as did some co-workers and friends from the bar. Dancing, drinking, afterparty, and I got home at a reasonable hour: 6am Thursday.

....and then I slept for 11 hours straight, woke up at 5pm desperately needing Mexican food. I should have taken a picture of myself and my hair after that day-long nap.

Superb week Sir!!

Top stuff!!

Reminds me of my own college days...........

Went to France a couple weeks ago

What?!?! That's awesome!! ANy pics?

^^Must see pics!

Here's my "awesome" thing: I start swim lessons tomorrow.

OK, I'm scared! But I'm also tired of having to say "I can't swim." I came close to drowning when I was 8. I tried to learn to swim when it was mandatory in high school, but I had to go after school for remedial classes instead. I could kind of manage with a kickboard and flippers.

Still really scares me to get my head under water, or to go where my feet don't touch the bottom. I can get past this, I know it, but it's going to take a lot of concentration to fight the fears.

Today I mailed out the first item I've ever sold on E-Bay, which seemed excessively fun.


Yesterday however, was the far more interesting day. I think this should go in the "relationship" section though.

Got accepted for college and put the deposit on a new flat.

^ Congrats!

Does spinning from one side of the room to the other on your chair singing "I like to move it" count? I was bloody lucky I didnt spin out through the fire escape door. Thank Goddess for BIG heels and the fact that nobody saw me!

You just cant beat a joyful moment