Today ladymuscadet called me and asked me to be the bridesmaid/Maid of Honor in her wedding next June. And she promised me the ability to wear two different gowns if it pleased my heart.

I feel weirdly adult-like.

Dear Postal Man ( Read more... )

*glee* I have a most wonderful best of best friends who sends me the good and pretty and joy and happy fun in a box! It's like Birthdayland and Christmasland all over my head and bed and it sings so sweetly to me! I feel sad for those who do not have Pookie to be their own, but she's mine and I don't quite feel like sharing. Seriously, she ( Read more... )

Hoorah! It is Spring Break! (And never before in my life have I needed a school vacation to come so badly ( Read more... )

I'd like to take a few moments to say Thank You(s).

Thank you, lisalog, for calling me after Mordy passed away. It meant a lot to me, and I'm sorry I never got around to returning the call.
Thank you, adorn, for the sweet letter and Valentine's Day card. It was just what I needed on the day it arrived.
Thank you, bridgegirl, for wanting to call on Fat Tuesday, and ( Read more... )

There was a knock at the door, and I thought, "Fuck. Who the hell is it?" I had nothing but knickers on and a towel around my head, so I peeped through the peep hole. It was the mailman! With a box! So I holla'd "One minute!" and then ran around the apartment searching for something to throw on. I found my oversized Beastie Boy shirt, ( Read more... )

Life keeps throwing it and throwing it. My catcher's mitt is on and I'm catching it all.

Friday Night: Electrocute 4.5. It was rough getting there. I left the house to immediately run back & get ill. There was something at the stadium that made it difficult to catch the bus. The rest of the walk was longer than I expected. I got a big ass ( Read more... )

Yesterday a chap walked passed me; he smelled heavily of shaving foam and I thought that my knees would buckle. I don't know if others have this reaction, but damn.

Oh.man. Ohman Oh man. I love my outfit today. I feel like fucking Debbie Gibson. I am so fucking 80s it's not even funny. I feel witty & pretty & gay.

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Last night Garren managed to get me to play DDR. I agreed because I saw that Blackalicious' "Alphabet Aerobics," Black Eyed Peas "Hey Mama," and Run DMC's "Walk this Way" were among the choices. I DDR'ed to hip hop. Then Garren told me I was straight up nigga, and I was happy ( Read more... )

Since I received my username and password this morning, I figured it'd be time to share some fun & exciting news.

Last night I was talking to my favoritest pookie ever, sending her link after link after link to great independent designers & websites. Then I said joking, "Need a guest contributor for Miss Malaprop?" She quite seemed to love the ( Read more... )