who said lucifer wasn't a crafter?

to keep myself from going nutso with the upcoming winter months and just b/c im a crazy betch in general, i decided its time to layoff the hardcore boozing and try to get myself involved in more extracurriculars. now that i got somewhat of a 9-5 thang goin (temporary whateverness it may be), i need something to look forward to and prevent me from getting locked up in the looney bin. (something tells me that my roommate and kitty cat don't enjoy my shout-singing at the top of my lungs rendition of kanye's 'SO HERE'S A TOAST TO THE DOUCHE BAAAGS,' every five minutes). plus, i need to save moneys and not get super fat from pbrs. so venturing out, this past week has been a bit of an experiment. A) What can I do that does not involve alcohol - or if it does, small amounts of it? B) Will it kick ass or will i just get super bored? C) can i survive with little to no sleep?

The answer is all three things are def possible. With the exception of my day off on Tuesday which was my typical funemployment style day off (i.e. sleeping in bed with instant netflix streaming shitty movies all day), I managed to get out and do shit all week. Participated in volunteering activites for CHIRP radio. Caught 2 different sets of live music (both free! both with only 2 beers each!). Saw some gal pals. Made crude jokes (gotta love tampon and pubic hair humor). Have some upcoming art shows and other nondrinking activities in the works for this weekend as well. But tonight was probably my highlight.

Since my attempts at craft night, albeit were succesfull at eliciting responses/interest, pretty much sucked with everyone consistently bailing on me - it was nice to hear a friendly female companion was equally interested in her own type of alternative craft night. Homegirl had hella snacks, a lotta cool new peeps, and a Lisa Frank sticker collection to make any former 8 year old girl salivate (even 20 years later). I managed to make some creepy cat head earrings (see above) and her dude even stole some hot glue gun sticks from the local CVS as his contribution. With a glass and a half of wine in me, I still succesfully managed a social and fun evening and am now innocently enough, in bed tucked in before 11:30. Greatest part is that this will be a reoccuring activity. Now hopefully with 'The Sewing Circle from Hell,' as it was so cleverly deemed (logo and everything!) and book club, I'll manage to maintain a healthy balance of movies in bed winter hibernation and nonlethal social interaction.

P.S. if anybody wants some creepy cat head earrings, holler at me and they're yers.