Happy V Day!

oh, Happy Valentine's Day! Love and love and LOVE xoxo

love yourselves with abandon. love yourselves mercilessly and aggressively. DO NOT watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind! daydream. smile often. wear a sun dress to lounge around your home in. wear glittery eyeliner. take very good care of yourself. and feel VERY good, and be thankful as things fall into place all around you.

xoxo

two thousand and heaven, post one.

i'm bringing in this first day of my absolute BEST YEAR YET with with flood of good feelings and abundant and imminent magic waiting to find me! this is so much more fun than being clinically depressed; i should have chosen to be happy sooner, i tell you!

i got a phone call last night from one of the two blonde Greek Adonises in my life. i might allow myself to have a gorgeous partner one day soon! he admits to being under my spell (who, me? casting a spell?..), and wants to indulge me rotten. i told him that i'm not that type of girl (the one who demands her partner to work hard and spoil her like it's necessary), and he told me that he was actually one of these guys who did that inherently for a good woman, and who said that this was a bad thing for him to do? *swoon!* old-fashioned manners get me everytime. i'm a feminist, and this is a secret of mine. i adore to be treated like a Lady...

i've been up and writing some fanfiction. i have an unhealthy obsession with Vergil Sparda of CAPCOM's Devil May Cry 3. here's the first part of Chapter 1! i'll most definitely end up posting again today. it feels so good to design and enjoy my life! life is supposed to feel good!

affirmations upon the new year!

a positivity card of mine--full of affirmations!

look at my card of affirmations (and commentary on HBO's True Blood series if you get closer and squint)! these are the strongest statements resonating of my growth thus far. indeed, they are quite important to me and fun to remind myself of! i knew all of these things already, and right now, i'm always only going about remembering these fantastic truths which make me a damned-near superhero. 

hmmm... if i were a superhero, who would i be? some sick little part of my mind jumps immediately to supervillain, and immediately assumes the role of Harley Quinn, Joker's (excuse me, Mistah J's) hench wench with the awful accent and jester costume. heh, good girls go to Heaven, and bad girls go everywhere!

and, let me not neglect to say,

"Happy New Year, People!"

do you have a kiss this year? i do ;-) if you don't, i'll send one your way! *smooch* two-thousand-and-eleven is two-thousand-and-heaven; it's our BEST year to date! it goes on! it goes up from here! and that's a promise.

happy bday bro-of-mine love!

this isn't the server who made us laugh. FINE--it is.

my "little" bro turned 21 today. the fam (including my other little bro's friend-turned-relative) celebrated at an asian buffet place. the food was excellent; i gorged myself on sweet rolls dipped in drawn butter (i get so tired of eating food from my job). Mom asked our server what this particular restaurant did as to special procedure for birthday tables (note that i didn't say "if")--and our server was obviously not communicating on even the same plane as us--because she said "Yeah," very unenthusiastically and quite un-surely, and walked off to tend to another table.

i laughed at the same time as my mother was literally bursting into tears from her laughter. we asked the server a third time, and she excitedly answered us saying Oh, I know what you mean now! Yes, yes! She and the other servers came back after an extended time with an improvised cookie cake with jello and a candle miraculously stuck and holding in place in the center. the Birthday Song, which was voiced by persons sounding as if they were all under the age of 9 years of age, was played over the restaurant's speakers, and onlooking guests from other tables around looked on us as we all laughed at the insanity and took photos for blackmail purposes:

GOTCHA! Dare you to make me angry now!

other things that happened that night:

• i hurt my tooth severely after biting into a lobster roll that has bits of beef bone ground into it.
• two younger persons were getting it on in the restrooms when one of my party members had to go inside.
• it took 20 minutes for someone to actually even understand our request for our television's channel to be changed--not to change our actual remote control--after a gentleman gave it up after watching his team lose.

i tipped the server because i originally was going to head straight home after work for sleeping, but i honestly had more fun and laughs out with mah peoples. AND because i had someone act unkind towards me today, and i counteracted the experience with my giving. AND i went to the Boos-A-Million efficiently located too closely to resist the tempting promises within--and i purchased absolutely nothing. the working associates (who all know me by name), were SHOCKED. i was too, frankly. saving is becoming so easy to accomplish--and i don't even have a goal in mind immediately. i wonder what the Universe is trying to bless me with very soon...

lagniappe: this is the most romantic song that i've heard in a long while. heard while driving around today. all-in-all, today has been filled with Magic in the Mundane. and it only gets better, of course.

be the change, now change your sheets!

how exciting was yesterday?! even if we all can't agree on politics [which i love], you have to agree that the President's speech just gave you little butterflies of [i can't find a better word] Hope all in your belly, if you cared to listen to it. it was relieving and gave me good feelings all day. not to mention, i imagined how hungover my boyfriend was in D.C. that day, which made me laugh. what did yesterday do to you? i've already read some posts, but surely there's more. did you cry? did you care? did you drink too much and walk around in D.C. hungover before your performance like someone's man?

i have a cold. don't ask me how i went from recovering from my fever to catching a cold. my roomie just had a fever, so now i'm dousing the apartment in Lysol. i fell asleep one night with my vibrator running and woke up--and it still was on! i could have burned my clitoris off! what would my doctor have said?

and this is funny. absolutely funny:
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Heavily Tripping

Andy tripped along rapturously. He was on his way to meet his lover, Cherry, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a clown hopping along, carrying a box of wine in its mouth.

Andy was almost by the balls when he came across a horny cake, lying alone on a soap-scented plate. "That must be a treat from my peppery bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked chunky, so he ate it.

It gave him the most with abandon tingling sensation in his ass. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Cherry.
When Cherry came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Andy cried covertly.
"Your collar bone! And your inside of the elbow!" Cherry said. "They're intense! Can't you feel it?"
Andy felt his collar bone and his inside of the elbow. They were indeed quite intense. "Oh, no!" Andy said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that horny cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Cherry said. "I got you a coffee mug. It must have been that vagina-oriented man who lives nearby. He acts a little morbidly, ever since he pat a hair pin."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Andy sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Cherry said speedily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your collar bone is really luminous like that."
"Really?" Andy dried her tears. Andy kissed Cherry and it was an entirely green sensation, like rats in a cornfield.

They spent the night having entirely green sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
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and before you ask: NO, i'm not any crazier than usual. i went here to create this drabble! it's fun!

and pictures! The Slut Hut! or my apartment. still decorating and organizing.

nursery pr0n!

haven't blogged in a while for reasons that should either fill you with envy or send you straight to Hell! just kidding about the Hell part.. maybe. i did have sex in a nursery about three times in one night, but this is scandalous and tacky at the most--not unforgivable. i'm really, really hoping that this is the case, that is.

'tis Xmas Eve which means increasingly less for me now that i'm getting older; i'm enjoying watching the kiddies have as much fun as i used to. all i want these days is some wine and the vague light that is my near future: having house parties at me and my bestie's apartment and more sex in less guilt-inducing places.

my uncle saw my ex boyfriend out someplace with some "ugly, skinny little girl" which was a random funny note of my night. everybody laughed at his story and then he threatened my current boyfriend with his rifles and his spades-playing skills. this means that he likes him. that's how we do it.

i could go on about how great it feels to have someone in my life who sees in me what i see in myself, but i'll spare everyone. i WILL say, however, that he changed my car tire out in the freezing cold when i had a flat. this is exactly what a real man is supposed to do, and i'm still trying to get used to it. everyone is pleased.
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now:

• i've been Tagged, but i've lost the post of the person who tagged me!!! i apologize. it's a lot of fun when people can remember these things, though. it's a great way to get exposure and link exchanges. sorry i suck so bad! remind me, whoever took the time to tag me, and i will refuse to forget for next time! so, so sorry... my mind has been all over the place.

• and while i'm remembering things, i'm doing my friend Bruce a favor! he is greatness incarnate as a DJ and here is a link to some of that greatness. it's good stuff. has to be. now you have something to at least fill in some of your bored, idle time. you're welcome.
  

Happy Holidays again! did you see my cutie .gif [or maybe it's a .png] of Jack Skellngton in a Sandy Claws outfit a couple of posts back?! i'm broke and this is all i can afford to give anyone this year!

ciao.

i ♥ autumn.

this is indeed again the hackneyed "i ♥ the fall" post that i drabble out every year. this one will be in which i fail at connecting all of my favorite things, which are all conveniently linked during this wonderful time of year. 

despite my being a damned Yankee, there is still some salvation in this time of year for me. the weather is finally dipping below 80 degrees; 78 does count, doesn't it? when there is a wind, it's lovely. i swear that October has the best wind.. the evenings are more beautiful. the moon is more round and mysterious than ever. makes you understand why it's likened to a woman--its article in other languages is feminine and i know why when i just look up. i can snuggle up in toe socks and watch all of my favorite Halloween movies for nights in a row. there is the sate fair back home, there's my birthday, and of course--there's my favorite night of the whole year!

i should really do the Anne Rice Vampire Lestat Fan Club Ball this year. i swear, for one of her biggest fans, i never used my proximity to NOLA to my advantage.  gosh, it would be nice to finally maybe meet her and have her sign one of the many, many books of hers that i've managed to collect in the last five or so years. i need to dust off my 18th century vampire costume and meet some of the other coolest people on the planet  for an evening of fangs and and photos. Anne Rice is good vampire literature. After Stoker comes Rice, but I'm going to get into Twilight soon, i promise. i hear that it's amazing.

as for the actual DAY [or night] that is most important this month, im getting a little anxious. i'm not at home to go all out with decor and i don't know the first thing to do with my apartment. i still don't have a costume!!! what about The Rocky Horror Picture Show? what am i wearing then? yeah, i'm still female under all of my androgen. okay, Harley Quinn for Halloween and Miranda for the RHPS? a Transylvanian, perhaps? oh, Rocky.. a bonfire this year? a house party?

yeah, i'm having a geek-out. deal with it. i have to watch Tim Burton's Nightmare at least once. i also wouldn't mind Beetlejuice, Batman, etc.  i have to support my favorite producer / director. you should come over! i have the most random, yet amazing string of movie nights, ever. and the weather is so perfect for having a boy to wrap his arms around you and buy you coffee!! [i just met a beautiful boy who lives across from me. he called me ma'am when he held the door open for me.. he's a southern gentleman and not a bigot, but i usually go for taller ones, though. ]

screw that! i can wrap my arms around myself and make my own coffee! it's got to be this October moon getting to me!

Lestat et Louis speak the truth!