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The one with all the pumping

Last weekend was a lovely weekend, all told. I languored around doing absolutely nothing on Friday night, basically blew most of my night waiting for Esteban to come home from cleaning out his office (he changed jobs recently). He finally came home at 8:30, forgetting to procure a Jake’s Pizza as he had promised to […]

Bar bar four hundred and forty thirteen

Hi! Drunk. Cute boys. Much touching. Cuteness. Boobies. Estebsan came out too, and succumbed to the Badness of the Bad BAr. And now.. spinny spinny spinny. Much advil, much water. Took cab home. No w going to hvae sex. LOve you!! mwah! mwah ! mwah! This is will be deleted tomorrow. I’m pretty sure of […]

Practicing random acts of fashion and self esteem, at a mall near you

When Esteban started feeling like crap last summer, one of the things he did to attempt to remedy the situation was to quit caffeine cold turkey. Then he quit his rather excessive soda consumption entirely and began drinking seltzer water instead. So much seltzer water, in fact, that he has gotten a tad compulsive with […]

Weetabix Sometimes

I was brushing my teeth (as I do habitually, because I love me some minty freshness) and somehow knocked the cap of the toothpaste into the toilet, which was in the process of flushing. First of all, euw’ I wasn’t about to stick my hand in there while the boom boom was rushing around, so […]

The one with all the fish

I am having an unkind body day today. I stood in front of my closet, pondering what to wear for no less than half an hour (ok, it was really fifteen minutes, but still, could there be a more unproductive way to spend precious minutes of my life? I think not). I tried on five […]

My darling, my heating pad

Vote for Public Domain! So my weekend was lovely, aside from being wracked with abdominal pain for most of the time. Lovely minus that. If say, I had been born a boy. Except then, I wouldn’t have thought it was lovely, since I didn’t score any box or bust my nut or however the hell […]

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Happy birthday Chauffi!

Got pie

This weekend was pretty low key. Esteban worked most of the day on Saturday, and I did very little. Actually, I think I sat around reading magazines with a heating pad on my knee, drinking juice to ward off the impending bout of bronchitis that is lurking just out of the reach of my deepest […]

Um…what?

I think sometimes that I seem smarter than I am. My head, sometimes she is a very spacious place. A designer might look at the real estate in my cranium and suggest filling it with armoires and four poster beds, going on Louis the Fourteenth on its ass. It takes a big space for tapestries, […]

Public Domain ROOLZ!

Want to make Doug pee his pants? I do. Go vote for his band Public Domain here. Oh and take a listen to the music too… you’ll quickly understand why he’s in the running for this honor. Also, I added pictures to last night’s entry, including the crazy Ford Focus. Which is SO not going […]

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