when you see me coming you better run....

Life has been fierce lately.Things are moving fast and spring has come on really strong.So many things are changing and the venues are being shaken up, the casts rearranged. Time got set forward and everything switched into the same mode.Then again this trend could have something to do with mars picking up speed after going direct.Equinox went by in a flash.

I have been going out a lot with my squirrelfriends. The ladies are having a blast and I am really glad since we haven't really come together in genuine "squirrelicanes" in some time.It's been a level 4 hitting the city,I am enjoying it.I am still a bit blue that my favorite bar burnt down.The interim bar was closed down and now I am wandering around in one of the only other bars in the city that i really like to go to alone.I have been working on making friends of the bartenders.I can get them to come around the bar and drink with me,So I think that I am doing a fine job.One must have a close relationship to the bartenders in the bar that you go to alone.Then they do the job that your girlfriends/wingman would be doing in some other bar.They take care of you,keep you entertained during downtime.I am working on it,because my favorite Alone Bar had a roving cast of bartenders.They change out about every nine months.So I have to go and woo the new ones at intervals.

It's not all nightlife though.I am settling into life with a third roommate that resembles the absent minded professor(despite being a student) I think that I am doing alright.I have certainly worked on making my bedroom more of a sanctuary from everything and everyone.I think that I am digging life in my house. I feel like I am coming to peace with the fact that I still have to live communally from time to time. A month ago I had the grand urge to uproot and move on,but it proved only to be the predictable flight urge that comes when a one year lease is done.I am fine here for a while.I have done a good job of keeping my Gypsy blood in check in recent years.I used to wear myself out moving every few months.My record was 8 moves in a year.I was very busy,I nearly had a nervous breakdown by the end of it.

So I have pretty much wasted a entire morning listening to some wonderful music and smoking too much and writing in my various journals.It all has to go somewhere.I need to put my ass in gear.

and she was with some kid called David, from the garage up the road.

So sad that my "weekend off" is coming to a close.I ended up doing a lot more hair than I wanted to yesterday,but Hey business is picking up again,and it's money(or good trade) so who am I to turn that away???I ended up at a birthday party last night with several of my cohorts.By all accounts it was a strange group.LL is in heat.Erin is looking for parties where there is a keg,a fire and a fight.Lelyn has been off and on interested in the birthday girl,who is also a newer hair client of mine.

Within half an hour LL had already crawled up on the prettiest/dirtiest boy in this party(and I mean a boy of twenty) and Lelyn was embroiled in politico talk with The Dame (who apparently is on the outs with both the birthday girl and the DJ) and Erin is canvassing the room for cigarettes for us to share on the porch,and I am being bombarded by the attentions of some loud hippy in a tiedye who professed both satanism and cannibalism.I later paid him two dollars to stop talking to me.It was terrifying.

The next thing I know LL is giving us her car-keys,leading that boy out the door,and telling me she'd call me in the morning.Erin nearly starts a fight on the porch because some guy tried to snatch something out of my hand when he was not in rotation.I think that she was probably trying to fill in one of her party requirements,since there were actually two kegs,but no bonfire.Lelyn looks like he's planning espionage with some stand up comic,and I am watching The Dame give the stink eye to this weird theater chick because she slept with the DJ(who is asking me when I can fit him in to do his hair)At this point we decide to leave and go see Lil' Gay Tony at Perkins for muffins.

It seems like that is usually how Saturday night usually ends.We do a bunch of ridiculous things (last week we went to a drag show and watched the guest star set fire to the stage) and then we go see Tony to trade tales of what we have been up to for free, hot and buttery muffins.He has to work the graveyard shift every Saturday and he was our clubbing buddy for years uncountable. He will usually text me from the kitchen asking if the hot boy sitting next to me likes guys. We sit and rehash everything we saw before dragging ass home or to Alex's (the only decent afterhours bar left)

Today I felt off all day because we lost an hour last night to the Daylight Savings Time, which is an evil joke. I feel like I have a slight case of jetlag.LL and I decided to combat this by going to see Tim Burton's 3-D Alice in Wonderland,and then we went to Trilogy to have a winking,cubist Babe the Blue Ox tattooed on LL's ass,while Pixi popped in every once in a while between her piercing appts.Eric,the tattoo artist,played Sleepy Time Gorilla Museum the whole time(thus continuing the whole satanic theme that had been started by that hippy last night).Eric's a strange manbird,and an old friend of mine.After that we went to Track's for supper,only to be waited on by this ol' queen that I did way too much cocaine with on the club scene back in the early nineties.I had no idea that he'd turned back up in Memphis.So then we went to the Walgreen's to run around in the isles until she saw that filthy and adorable boy that she had left with last night.

I think that Hunter was right,when the going gets weird,the weird turn pro.

I am pretty happy that we seem to be reassembling the Squirrel-icane.Last night it was a Level Three before we lost LL to the demands of her libido.Seems like it might be a very interesting spring.

a love to last past Saturday night....

Apparently the spring tides are coming in with a bang.It's bringing to mind the vision of waves smashing into cliffs,tidal pools and watery caverns.It's like feeling a primal force creep up your spine.It is the basis for the idea of "Spring Fever". I guess that am just really excited about the spring and summer.A lot has been happening.I think I cam coming out of the self imposed Hermit time that I so desperately needed.I needed a minute to simmer things over.

It did cause a blow up with my roommate.I finally got too fed up and we had a yelling match.Unfortunately it happened while I was doing a two color process on a new client,a referral from my friend Erin.I put in way more highlights than I had planned on because I was trying not to start a fight with my roommate.I had to tell the chick that I would do corrective color for her for free if she didn't settle into it while she was out of town.It was a really terrible day, and we had it out and we both feel much better about things now.She is in Florida for a week visiting Sister Sunshine for a week.I think it will do us good to not be in each other's face for a moment.We got things out on the table.

I am watching LL come back into herself.Actually I should say that I am watching her come alive again.Being single has definitely lit a fire in the girl. More truly I think that she's gone into heat and has started a virtual relationship with a guy in Virginia.They went to high school in the same tiny Louisiana parish.They had chemistry back then. They found each other on the internet. He is a shriner clown and he's doing a circus in that selfsame tine Louisiana parish.He's promised that if she comes to it, he can get her backstage to meet an elephant.She is incredibly excited about this last part.It happens to be during her spring break.They are both incredibly "no strings attached" and I think it's the best thing for it.It's good to see her excited and happy.

I am adjusting to having another roommate in the house.More or less it's the weirdness of living with someone you have never lived with before, and a guy at that.I haven't lived with a boy in the house since the last time that B lived with me.That has to be at least 4 years ago.Suffice to say that it is odd to learn your friends habits.I do like having him around though.He's a lovely person and is incredibly entertaining.We just all have different schedules. It is definitely shaking things up.

In other news,I am being reunited with my books. They have been in boxes in a closet for over a year.I was waiting for Deb to finish refinishing the bookshelves since we moved into Clark House last March.It's amazing how you fall in love with your own things when you have been denied them for long enough. Whooo!! So on that note,I am off to shelve more of my babies,my lovelies, my books!!!!