not the marriot

the plan was to make the first friday gallery crawl with friends who were gathering at another friend's loft. the plan has been in the works for ten years. (so maybe it wasn't exactly for this weekend but life has halted our best intentions to get together for years.)

true to course, the plans changed.

spontaneous barfing, spontaneous barfing and then more spontaneous barfing is to blame.

i was supposed to stay with Jen last night. then it was the Marriot. then Jtease insisted i stay with her. did i resist? no. why?

duh.

Jtease has already left for the day.

somehow i need to get from the Crossroads are district to the Nelson-Atkins by 2pm. actually i don't have to be there but that's what time the tickets are to this show i've been anticipating for 3 months now. Africa Rifting.

instead of freaking out about the fact that i'm in a city without a plan, i'm actually enjoying this. (Jen just called and now she's barfing. uh-oh. we shared cheese dip and chips.)