In Good Taste
19 days until I'm 19.
I'm going back to L.A. To visit. I have to. I'm thinking mid-August. I was just reading through my old entries last time I was there. I haven't seen Popacollar in almost a year. Ouuuch. I'm going to go back, and this season, there's going to be a new cast. If I remember the details correctly, a lot of them are trannies.
Everyone is back from their vacations, so give me my rocks!
I asked everyone who went somewhere for vacation to bring me back a rock, so I'll have international rocks, and that will make me more important. I think I've got some international sand coming my way, too. Important international sand.
I'm going to the Outer Banks on the 8th with Maggie. Spending quality time with the Mooneys means I'll get to improve my New Yorkah accent, get badgered by Maura to take her picture (a change from calling my cell phone when she's bored; talking to 8-year-olds on the phone is a trip), and not get a moment of peace for myself. Hopefully some nice pictures like these from when I went there 2 years ago:
And this time I have far more/better equipment. This trip'll make sure I get a tan before my birthday, too. Thank God.
You may have heard of Bunz. Bunz of Steel. He's new, he's my rabbit. I got him from Anna Vann when I went to a party she threw. Her sister got it as a gift and they didn't want him, but apparently everyone that offered to take him wanted to eat him. I, the humanitarian animal-rights PETA activist, took him; because I could never bring myself to squash a rabbit. But Louis Vuitton can.
This summer, I'll see Sex and the City in its entirety. Every Wednesday Less and I meet at her house and trudge through her complete collection of the series. She's also throwing a pool party, on my birthday. I don't know what I'm going to do with that yet, I'll need to find out what my plans are going to be so I know where to direct the presents.
I found these online. I like them. Jean-Baptiste Mondino:
I'm going back to L.A. To visit. I have to. I'm thinking mid-August. I was just reading through my old entries last time I was there. I haven't seen Popacollar in almost a year. Ouuuch. I'm going to go back, and this season, there's going to be a new cast. If I remember the details correctly, a lot of them are trannies.
Everyone is back from their vacations, so give me my rocks!
I asked everyone who went somewhere for vacation to bring me back a rock, so I'll have international rocks, and that will make me more important. I think I've got some international sand coming my way, too. Important international sand.
I'm going to the Outer Banks on the 8th with Maggie. Spending quality time with the Mooneys means I'll get to improve my New Yorkah accent, get badgered by Maura to take her picture (a change from calling my cell phone when she's bored; talking to 8-year-olds on the phone is a trip), and not get a moment of peace for myself. Hopefully some nice pictures like these from when I went there 2 years ago:
And this time I have far more/better equipment. This trip'll make sure I get a tan before my birthday, too. Thank God.
You may have heard of Bunz. Bunz of Steel. He's new, he's my rabbit. I got him from Anna Vann when I went to a party she threw. Her sister got it as a gift and they didn't want him, but apparently everyone that offered to take him wanted to eat him. I, the humanitarian animal-rights PETA activist, took him; because I could never bring myself to squash a rabbit. But Louis Vuitton can.
This summer, I'll see Sex and the City in its entirety. Every Wednesday Less and I meet at her house and trudge through her complete collection of the series. She's also throwing a pool party, on my birthday. I don't know what I'm going to do with that yet, I'll need to find out what my plans are going to be so I know where to direct the presents.
I found these online. I like them. Jean-Baptiste Mondino: