The hell weekend-part 1

WEll whoppe-L.J. is down, just when I wanted to write
a long post about my weekend adventures. Guess this
will have to do, and I will have to past it back into
the LJ once it is up. Modern Technology at its finest.

Got back about 2000 tonight from my long weekend of
adventures and road trips. I figured I put on about
500+ miles on the car. Got up on Friday and ran to La
Crosse. Dragged everything in the bar, and managed to
get ready. Went with Tom around to the otehr bars and
they were dead. Got back to Rainbows and that was
dead as well. We got all ready, and surprising Carrie
showed up-which was a good thing, because if she
hadn't I would of killed her.

When the show started it was dead in the bar, but
picked up quite nicely. In fact, alot of people were
there, and I knew most of them. We had a good time,
but I ended up getting a little too drunk..specially
since I had the famouse flask with me and was doing
shots. What was hard was trying to perform and MC all
at the same time. It took everything out of me.

Afterwards ran down to players. It was the same old
game every time. I had some guy with a huge penis try
to pick me up, but I told him no, and in that case I
was proud of myslef. Mr Pussy was there as well, and
it w as good to see him out of his own element and in
his boy clothes. He gave me alot of compliments which
were well recieved. After drinking/smoking to much,
I ran back up to Rainbows end... and entered into d r
a m a city.

Scotty and Eddy had gotten into it for whatever
reason. I personally didn't care, and didn't want to
get involved in it. I was there to support Scotty, but
as far as the drama goes... well that is not my cup of
tea. I don't care about who did what to who or all the
gossip. It doesn't do anything for me at all.. i guess
I just don't get it....

got changed and packed up. Took Carrie home, and then
went back to the bar. Hung out with Peg and Deb. I
felt like I got to know Peg a little bit better than
what I did. She went out to breakfast with us, and
then we all crasheed at Debbies. A shower never felt
so good.

Woke up in the A.M. with a splitting headache. I felt
like shit. Made a number of trips to the bathroom and
threw up most if not all of my breakfast. Laid back
down on the sofa and woke up about 11 ish, and ran out
the door to head to Wausau.

Got into Wausau, checked into the hotel. The man at
the front desk got a mouthful when He asked what i was
doign in town and yet gave me excellent directions to
the park.

Wausau Pride was very small. It was abotu 40 people, a
few vendors, a food tent, beer, and a small stage. I
got there and got stared at. I was the first one to
arrive, but since it only took me a half hour to get
ready, I thought that was a worlds record. I sat down
and talked to people and then the girls started to
show up. THey were pretty, and very friendly. In fact,
very friendly and compliemtnary.

Which is hard for me to take. When I am in drag, I
don't take compliments very well. I don't know if they
are just saying that or not. I just dont' deal with
comments.. good or bad.. but they've been all good...
you looks so fabu, love your makeup ect ect ect. And
maybe I should start to take them to heart... I don't
know.....

I think that is a problem I have...

weekend part II

.....When I am in drag, I always look at the other peformers and they always seem to me to be more pretty or have better makeup. I guess I don't have alot of self esteem when it comes to my "drag".

Got to the park in Wausau and it was a small crowd. Talked to some people, and performed well. However, i made shit in tips. It was interesting because everyone seemed to be impressed. Jerry-made me mad because he said "haven't see you here in awhile" and it was like..you know I really havn't had a fucking chance to come back and perform. It kind of pissed me off. People get busy, people have other shit to do...

Got back to the hotel (room 113) and was exhausted. My plan was to take a short nap, get dinner, work on some wigs (I had left my cher wig in rochester, and had to borrow one from Penny in lax (thank GOD she had one-as I wanted to do cher)), but that didn't work out. I woke up at 8:00 p.m. with 2 hours before I was to perform at the bar. Rushed to get ready, and got to the bar .Did I quick sickning up-do with some wigs I brought along and started to work the crowd.

The other girls were impressed that I made my own costumes...and were very friendly, although I had a hard time tyring to figure out there names...

I was happy with my performances. I was. However I made shit in tips I did, that don't impress me much and if I Could turn back time. After the show, I talked to a few people, and then headed back to the hotel. No need of staying out when I didn't feel like it, so I went back to the hotel.

Had a nice sub sandwhich for dinner, whatched some VH1, and crawled into bed. Slept till the morning hours. Got into the car, and drove off into the wild blue younder. Called Jamie in route. his house got robbed during the night, while he was gone. He was pretty upsett about it, and I would be too. It just seemed that there has been so much crap happeneing with him as of late, that the kid seldom gets a break. He seemd very off on it... and I got to meet his friends, mackenzie, David, and Cyn. they seemd nice, and then we ran some errons. It bothers me sometimes how he is... I guess I don't know.. He's been through alot.. and it does't really show...maybe he is just stronger than the rest of us. And then I wonder if there are some defensive mechnisms at play... or maybe htat is just me..

I'm exahusted. Extremly. and life goes on...