Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I’ve had such a moody week. It started out great on Sunday, shooting the shit with Gianni at the gym and then a cameo appearance at dinner with the ever sexy-Ben.  Monday and Tuesday were awful though, as I was stuck with someone who loved the sound of his own voice and who was so stuck in his own mind of ideas and world that it he was oblivious to his lack of interest in everything else around him, including me! And I’m so interesting! I was rendered nearly speechless in his presence because why waste my breath on someone who isn’t really listening? He was also kind of mean to me at one point, and I’ve told some people the specifics but that was REALLY embarrassing. but I’m over it!

Wednesday was MUCH better as my organization had a spectacularly fun rock concert fundraiser and benefit event at the 9:30 Club. The incredibly adorable and fun Nate, who I am unbelievably fond of, made an appearance with his friend Josh that night. Good times.

Thursday night I went to a fun birthday party for my lovely new friend Chris Bowling. I know SO many boys named Chris that I have to include last name, give them a nickname (like Spinach Dip or Crispanic) or call them by the way I met them (Filip’s Chris, Gianni’s Chris, Brad’s ex Chris.)

During all of these events, I was discovering details of my sister Susan’s awful week in the hospital. They had to replace two vertebrae in her spine with metal discs because tumors were pinching on nerves that made her legs useless. The surgery went fine but she kept panicking while they tried to take out the respirator and feeding tube. They had to strap her arms down because when the tranquilizers wore off, she would freak out and try to pull the cords out of her. She must have suffered a lot this week in and out of consciousness, post-surgery. Susan is doing better and I think they were able to FINALLY remove the feeding tube.

I also found out that two other sister’s Jennifer and Elodia are bouting in unbelievably big ways. The drama really zapped all the energy out of me, but I still ended up going clubbing with Roz and David. Dimitri from Paris sucked, but the dj before him was awesome and since I left at 2am I ended up dancing to the first dj for all but 10 minutes of the time.

SO here I am on Saturday, 11:28am. I woke up this morning at 7 to get to West Potomac Park (passed the Lincoln Memorial) and ran the Scope it Out 5k with Roz (33 minutes, not so good, but we had 4 hours of sleep and I had menstrual cramps!)

Anyway, it’s been a good day so far, so I hope my luck is changing!

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