Losing your cell phone sucks. I went to Chico this weekend to watch a rollerderby match. Rollerderby is o.k. except it is a little bit like a lot of girls in tiny skirts and fish nets skating in circles and not really doing anything. It was the Sac teams first game, I have to give them a break I suppose. Went to the Sierra Nevada brewery and secured a hotel room in the Thunderbird Inn...which very possibly rates as the skankiest skank motel ever. I think everybody else who was staying there was on methanphetamines. But we got a big party room with a bunch of beds. I lost my cell phone when it lept from my pocket as I somewhat overeagerly rocked out to Jungle music in the back room of the Panama. I hope they give it back to me.
Last night was beckys birthday!! Woop! Didn't do a whole lot because I have to work today, but whatever. Also think I may have gotten food poisoning today or something-I had three beers (three! WTF?) and proceeded to puke profusly before putting myself to bed. So that was crappy.
We also now have a couch for The Manor. Its sort of comically large, but whatever. Harold gave it to me. Who is Harold? I don't really know either.
There will be some guest stars from out of town this weekend and I'm excited. Nothing like some fresh meat.