miss_lady

Hello you fine people!

I hope everyone is well! I have been working my ass off, and taking care of a husband with the flu. He seems to be healing well from nurse miss_lady's care. He has a DJ gig in 2 nights, so let's hope he's not coughing all over the turntables.

I seem to have lost my cell phone for the moment. I think it is in this nice gay man's rosebushes. I was at his house last night, and I think that's where it ended up in my mad dash to get to my warm car. Can I call him? No. His number is stored in my damn phone, along with everyone else's. I'm going crazy. I hate depending on that thing so much.

I just chugged a triple soy latte, and I feel a little like I'm floating above my desk. For the coffee almost costing $5 at Corporate Coffee, Inc., I BETTER feel like I'm on drugs after I drink it! Mission accomplished!

I have been informed by McG that I will be performing "The Last of the International Playboys" by Moz at a karaoke bar as soon as I hit LA. Don't ever tell your friends that it is your dream to perform a Morrissey song in front of an audience, because they might just remember and hold you to it. Please come watch me make an ass of myself!

Countdown to LA: 4 days!!! I'm so excited I think I'm gonna throw up! (happens sometimes, no big whoop)

Ok, gotta find phone, then go to Elektra_Descends house to snuggle with her on the couch and watch movies. What? We're like sisters, you perverts!

Love, miss_lady