My birthday was near perfect!! Made a huge scene and got flowers and eighteen million "happy birfdays" from my clients; drank champers at Opus hotel, (Kir Royales, actually), then went home to scarf pizza with my parents and a friend. we TRIED to dress the cat and dog but they kept squirming away....but not toooo far away, a la, "I'M REALLY MAD FOR TWO SECONDS O NOW I FORGET WHY!!"
Smelldorado and the lurvely red-mess treated me the next eve to Eatery scrumtiousness and 007 scrumptiousness. Why is Bond so hot. He's not particularily great looking, kind of weasely in fact. But holy hell. A hot weasel.
My lovely boy-o actually LEFT THE HOUSE and ventured forth into the world of germs and public publicness. We ATE in a RESTAURANT. He was upset because he didn't wash his hands but a blueberry smoothy quickly distracted him. We had a wonderful time and I was soooo happy to have him out with me for a change. We left the restaurant in high spirits only to find his front bumper torn off and laying in the gutter in front of his car. There was no damage actually, but PUNITIVELY? i don't think he'll be leaving the house for a while. damn you, raincloud o'er my man-baby
Tomorrow is a limited bout of grocery shopping; I hate eating my money. Grocery shopping is so quaint when you first become independant but the novelty wears off quick hey?
CHRISTMAS LIST:
-big jar of Advil
-world peas. PEAS.
-one-touch can opener. that shit'll be great!!
-that Viacom stylus thingy.
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Kissa Kiss!
Smelldorado and the lurvely red-mess treated me the next eve to Eatery scrumtiousness and 007 scrumptiousness. Why is Bond so hot. He's not particularily great looking, kind of weasely in fact. But holy hell. A hot weasel.
My lovely boy-o actually LEFT THE HOUSE and ventured forth into the world of germs and public publicness. We ATE in a RESTAURANT. He was upset because he didn't wash his hands but a blueberry smoothy quickly distracted him. We had a wonderful time and I was soooo happy to have him out with me for a change. We left the restaurant in high spirits only to find his front bumper torn off and laying in the gutter in front of his car. There was no damage actually, but PUNITIVELY? i don't think he'll be leaving the house for a while. damn you, raincloud o'er my man-baby
Tomorrow is a limited bout of grocery shopping; I hate eating my money. Grocery shopping is so quaint when you first become independant but the novelty wears off quick hey?
CHRISTMAS LIST:
-big jar of Advil
-world peas. PEAS.
-one-touch can opener. that shit'll be great!!
-that Viacom stylus thingy.
.
Kissa Kiss!
redmess:
yes, must hang out soon. maybe next week you can come over for a slumber party? and the only boy allowed will be nick cave. 
redmess:
fucking holidays. everyone is going out of town. i will talk to rin and see if she can sleep over at your house before she leaves town. what days are good for you?