ker-razy night.



insomnia at taylors. poor boy is zonked out. i can't sleep. like i said, insomnia.



silliness with the parentals (lecture on not hating the police), but in the end "you're almost 18, you decide what you want. just think of us."



went to taylors, he dressed as Alex of a clockwork orange, i went cheap and went as a mexican - cotton pants and collarless shirt, sombrero, serape, a painted droopy mustache, and really, really huge bad teeth (with a gold front tooth). it was a hit.



went with spencer and aiden to the party at niki's. in KY. people were there; i got to meet emily, finally. and of course, niki. ben was there (remember ben?), good times had by all. met jeremy for the first time. good kid. i like him. fun and games (with wrasslin') till 11:30, then we scrambled for the car, ending up at the esquire, with me in drag. woohoo! niki sat with/on me, and we happened to sit next to christian (remember christian?) fun times. i am no longer a rocky horror virgin...



and after food at chili time, we ended up at taylors, and he's asleep. he wasn't feeling well, poor guy. and it's 6 am, and the city is still sleeping in on a post-holiday weekend morning...



oh yeah. and i got my temps. and drove on an actual street in an actual car without killing anyone OR getting arrested...which is something i can't usually manage just on foot, as kate said...but yes. i have my temps. two weeks, i will have my LICENSE!!! heh. and i drive like an old lady.