well, i'm back from my trip to wales.

my trip included:
trying on my aunts chanel suits
going to her fancy spa
and scaring all the richies with my tattoos
driving through sheep fields on an ATV
looking after my dying grandmother
and drinking a lot of mailbu.

i am about to head off to Wales for the hollydays.

first stop will be to my schmancy aunt'n'uncles place in england (they race horses and play polo with "charlie").

then onto the dying grandmother's house in wales.

adios, amigos.

this weekend:

i celebrated my birthday.

ate a ridiculous amount of butter chicken curry.

bought new panties.

got to experience the "morning after pill" for the first time.

dreamt about adopting cats from the humane society.

got 2 new pairs of 1" plugs, but only one pair fit me. now is also about the time when i throw myself at the feet of MTLQUEEN and begin begging for custom jewelry.

1. gettin ready for mtlqueen to come over for movies! i swear hunnybunny, this time i wont martha stewart us all to death!

2. link of the day: http://www.modcon.org

3. today i: ate left over pad thai; made the boa constrictor very angry when i sprayed her and her mulch down with water; broke and fixed the faucet in the bathtub; and found out the young son of a friend of mine died in a school bus crash.

i'm reading: Flaming Iguanas by Erika Lopez for the second time, and you know, it's getting funnier cuz it's ringing more and more true...

"but my mom and my sister just naturally knew when to be appropriate...it's tough being born without an 'appropriate' barometer. to this day i still feel like i have spinach in my teeth, the back of my skirt tucked into my underwear, and toilet paper stuck to my shoe."

god bless 'er cotton socks.

on this arctic canadian evening, i am offically a suicide girl.