NICKAKAH
Wednesday, July 26th, 2006Holiday! Celebration! Come together in every nation!!!!
The time has come family & friends when it is almost my birthday. Its 5 days away but the first day I actually begin to celebrate. For years now I’ve made it an extended week thing & each yr my friends are like oh no here we go again. But whatevs you bitches, you know we’ll use a reason to celebrate anything. Madonna’s releasing a single? Lets get hammered! That new club opened up? Let’s make it to open bar! I wasn’t fired for showing up 2 hrs late? Yay! I’ll never drink again, what time does that party on Friday start again? Lance Bass finally came out as gay? I knew it! Let me go home & fuck my mans!
So yeah, we’ll use anything to celebrate. So why not me dammit? Since 2001 I started celebrating on the 26th of July & going until the 4th of August. Funnily enough in ‘01 was when I got to see Madonna for the Drowned World Tour. Jesus, does it all come back to Madonna? That IS debatable believe me. My friends & I do it everyday in our little email chain gang. As for going until the 4th? Well because the number 4 has always been my favorite number & has always weirdly played parts in my life. I was born at 4 something in the morning. I could go on & on but really there’s no need. But real quick, 2 days ago I get a random call from this number I don’t recognize. As usual I’m like mmm no ma’am I ain’t answering no call from some crazy crackers trying to solicitate! But this one left a message so I listened. Come to find out it was a girl i went to high school with wanting to tell me about our 10 yr reunion. This had been weighing on my mind for quite some time. I knew that sometime they would be able to track me down dammit. So I called her back & she tells me she got my number through my mom who also was hard to get a hold of. This is not shocking being that we’re talking about a woman who finally has a cell phone but has not properly installed a voice mail & only answers numbers she knows(Ok so that I understand). The home phone you ask? They have an answering machine but no one wants to put their voice on it. But anyway, I ask her if they’ve managed to get to everyone because she tells me that they’ve been trying all summer and I’m fourth from the last left to contact. How funny. So now it has me thinking…..omg what have I accomplished. Well I made it to the city that i one day said I would be in. Am I a massive pop star? Um well no unless you count that time I was on a Vh1 show How they Make a Boy Band. Please no questions to that I say no comment. Wow, so what can I say? I know, I can say that I invented post its!
But seriously, lets get back to me……what do you think of me? Wait, don’t answer that. What I do want to tell you about is that I have a holiday called Nickaka pronounced Ni-ki-kuh. So if anytime between today and the 4th of August you want to get crazy, hammered, outta control, dance on top of a box, color your hair or anything fun & exciting…..just tell everyone that you were celebrating Nickaka! Today I’m actually kicking it off by working the whole day then bartending. Then having a quiet night with Jordan. On Thursday I’m going to an Out Magazine party to mingle with hotness & rock their Open bar. On Friday(28th) I’m having a party at the apt all night & calling it Pop Iconathon. So if I can’t be a Pop star at least I can pretend to be by singing & dancing along with music that I’ll be playing all night. On Saturday(29th) I’ll be going to Roxy which could quite possibly be the end of an era literally because there is a major rumor that it is shutting down. If this happens be for sure I’ll devote a special blog to it where I will bring up favorite past times as if it was a Golden Girls episode where all they do is reminisce & do flashbacks of episodes before. On Sunday(30th) I will be at a club called Spirit where I will be dancing surely all the way up until 4 something when I can coincide of my coming into the world. On the 31st I’ve taken off of work & most likely spend half the day sleeping but in the evening I’ll go to one of my favorite restaurants Arriba Arriba & have these Mama Margaritas. As for the other days after I’m not quite sure. But, you can count on I will do something to celebrate my being on this Earth another year longer! And oh yeah 28 is totes the new 23! You may ask Where’s the Party? Well I say its wherever I am.