Oh Birmingham, you do me so right every time. It helps to have fantastic, lovely, art-connected friends like Celeste. Her porch is my happy place (where we got all happy on it for about 6 hours during one of her Epic Brunches). Last night we danced--a little improve thing at Rojo, DJed by Celeste's fella's son (awesome, btw). Between all of ( Read more... )

Last night's date was, quit frankly, wonderful. So much for dating apathy! That might have been a game-changer ( Read more... )

I'm pumped. Jazzed, even. Tonight a friend and I are going to the Park Slope "Big Gay Meat-Up," which has a beach theme, cheap booze, and promising music. I am going to talk to women I *know* are lesbian or bi! That makes life so, so much easier right there ( Read more... )

Man. What a friggin' week. I didn't wrap up work tonight until about 8:40, when I dropped off an important package via FedEx. During the course of the week, in which I spearheaded a FINRA marketing material audit, I learned some very important lessons--namely about how to manage responsibilities, and specifically how to handle various (psychotic ( Read more... )

ok, I'm ready to stop teasing, now that I'm home and dirty laundry is keeping me around for a few hours (hey, even glamorous bitches like myself need to wash their clothes)... First I'll tell you about the dance Celeste and I performed during her visit (4-10th of Sept ( Read more... )