A co-worker brought his baby into the office today, and I could literally feel my ovaries start kicking. I'm not married, and am in no way ready for a baby, but OMG why are they so cute and cuddly and lovable and wantable? This whole being-a-girl-with-hormones thing is sometimes hard ( Read more... )

I'm going to an 80's/punk rock/Bon Jovi themed birthday party this weekend that will involve jello shots and a flying squirrel named Rocky (no joke). Tonight, I go to put together my costume. I am either going to be one of the Hollograms to my friend's Jem, or I am going to be Pizzazz, the leader of the Misfits. We shall see. I think Sean is ( Read more... )