Suzanna

Here are some pics of my friend Suzanna, for those who don't know her- we went to high school together and have not seen each other in 14 years, we have kept in contact sporadically in between times of her disappearences which i usually fear are her kidnappings since she is from Mexico City, Mexico.

She compares herself to a cockroach in that after the nuclear winter two things will survive

1. cockroaches
2. Mexicans

She alludes to the fact that Mexican's have inherited a strong immune system since they deal with pollution and environmental poisons that could in fact leave them at an advantage should the world teeter on the brink.

Like I alwasy say "A day without a Mexican...."

Anyways, we had a great time, she looks basically the same, maybe better than she did during High School.

Mother, don't worry she slept on an Air mattress everynight.

She had a good time as well except, she was a bit rushed due to the busy hectic life I lead. (jokes) She had the good fortune of being able to hang out with one of my friends while I was busy at work everyday, but this friend can be tough sometimes- tough on the ears if you get my drift.

As usual it was fun to have some around, I always like to have people to feed so it gives me an excuse to cook a lot. She can testify to my breakfast abilities.

The highlight of her time was probably last weekend when My roomate- celebrated her 32 birthday. it was a weekend full of authentic Thai cuisine, and Suzanna and I got to help in the preparation and tasting of the food.

My roomates cousin is like an event planner and should be a caterer, the amount of food was re god dam cock ulous,

green curry
tom yum
chicken satay
pork satay
Pad tse u?
Bubble Tea
varying salads and noodles
Curry ToFu
couple different rices
dipping sauces to die for.

I have basically been eating leftovers for a week.

Great Party probably 30 people at our house.

I manned the grilled and cooked all the satay, basting each tiny morsel with coconut milk, which I pumped from my left mammary glands during cooking. ( checking if your reading)

I played the Ukalali SP? and sang some songs,

we made Mojitos and I was feeling very good, until everyone wanted a mojito and we ran out... :(


After that a bunch of us went to this Jazz club, called the Jazz Mind, which is funny cuz it sits between a Sex shop (selling videos and toys) and a Sex Club (selling you the view and the promise of sex).

Also funny because Saturday's are the reggae nights. It was fun. Danced a little started a small version of the thunder clap. Made love to a hot Jamaican chic on stage (actually just made scary stalker eye contact with her most of the night) A cab had to take us home. Patron made an appearance.

She left yesterday, I'm alone again. (just kidding, being melodramatic)

Doing Laundry and preparing for a long week of work, trying to get ahead.