last night girlbar = crap. that's all there is to say really. the music is terrible. we went there once before we went to new zealand by ourselves and this time we took along a friend. we went there because it was free before 10pm. we were there for maybe 2 hours. we really gave them a chance but they blew it by not playing a single decent song. plus there were some scary, ugly, older dykes there and we're trying not to scare off our questioning friend. then we walked up and down santa monica boulevard and soaked up the atmosphere because the gay boys have the better clubs. maybe i should only go to goth and spanish rock clubs. maybe i shouldn't go at all. i was never into clubs anyway. i don't drink and i don't dance.

this morning i dropped off twiddle thumbs so she could go to a car auction. her parents want to get her a car. she needs a car to go on interviews and get a job. she needs a car to bring home a paycheck and get out of this 'i just got back from new zealand' debt. i have spent all day looking for jobs to break into the film industry and even just some office work nearby so i can have money soon but even the office jobs seem too low pay and crappy to be worth it. depressing. maybe i should sign up with a temp agency just so i can have a little money coming in, enough to pay for groceries and gas.