Monday, June 26, 2006

I Know, I Know

I know, I know...I have been a bad blogger, BAD! Leaving all of you out in the cold and I apologize. It was a hard week. I fell in love, got married, fell out of love, got divorced and had to divide up the comic book and porn collection. It was very hard.

Just kidding, what you have just read is what will probably, most likely happen in my future relationships/marriages. Onto the notes:

My mom is freaking out. It's about the MO trip. She is being very negative. She's usually a very optimistic person and I don't like her morbid attitude. I am excited about the trip. We know how to find the fun, no matter where we go.

The cackling hens were at it again. A new outcropping of pregnant women has descended in the office so they all have to get together in my vicinity and cackle. I hope I never turn out like them.

AFI and Sean Connery. The AFI honored Sir Sean last week for his achievements in film. The man is damn near 80, and still witty and smart as all hell and I would still totally do him, if he were James Bond (which is apparently all he will be remembered for based on the montages they showed at the ceremony) only I want a not so slutty version. The man would bed anything.

I went to bed at 7pm. I fell asleep during the Simpsons and decided that was the perfect time to go to bed. I don't think I have gone to bed that early since my age was in single digits. I felt very rested afterward and for the rest of the week maintained my usual 5-6 hour nights.

I need a boyfriend. If only to buy the meals I really don't want to cook.

I replaced my addiction. I won't have to revert to prostitution. Save for the occasional Chai, I have replaced my caffeine/sugar addiction with concerts. I am seeing 2 in July. More expensive than coffee and pastry but with the potential for more lasting memories.

I want to get a tattoo. But they're permanent and therein lies the rub.

Slacking Blogs. All the blogs I read were total slackers today. No one has written since the weekend and while this it totally hypocritical, I must say that I am very disappointed.

Gay Pride Festival. I got a call from the Lucious Lesbian Sister on Sunday telling I had to go to Pride (I've been before, in her stead, she had a class). So instead of wasting my Sunday, I went. It's great for people watching. You had your requisite bitchy queens and dykes, overpriced booze and food (which I did not partake) and craft booths and cause-heads (See PCU for the reference). Let me just say, The Middle is not known for our pretty gays. A lot more transgenders this year though. The drag kings were not up to par. I bought buttons. No protesters (at least that I could see) this year.

PS - No one looks good in mesh, NO ONE!


At 6:36 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Finally your dry spell is over. Everyday I'd go to look for your blog and alas...nothing new till today. yippee!! Your mom just sound concerned but I'm sure she's cool with the trip. No freaking out please. Yes you do need a BF. Any BF available?? Take your time. You'll find true love some day.

At 8:22 PM , Blogger HelloBettyLou said...

I think mom is realizing the mortality of her parents is all. I am sure the trip will be super. And there are no BFs available, the store is all out unless I want to import.


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