mrshateyourself

Apy-poly-logies for the lack of updating. I intend to correct that situation post haste.

We all gathered at the bar this evening as The Gay turned 21 today. He's my special boy. We laughed.. giggled, and ate all the cookies. It was turrible. TURRIBLE.

For those of you who didn't catch a single one of the obscure references I just threw at you.. well, you suck at life. .. or I suck at obscure references. It's one of the two, undoubtedly.

Anthony Stewart Head randomly on Little Britain. Good times. I enjoy BBC America.

I've been feeling sickly lately. A combination of allergies and something else I can't pinpoint, but my throat is trying to kill me in the FACE. Bastard.

Frustrating craziness at job number two.. P.S.. my supervisor is fucking USELESS.

My friend Mark recently exposed me to the series Coupling. LOVE it.

My kitty is sickly. I have about 243245124345 medications to administer to him daily.. none of which he's fond of.

Tomorrow, I check out this new karaoke place I was invited out to.

I know there's more going on, but I do believe my brain is falling off. Perhaps it's time for bed.

P.S. - Love him.