Monthly Archives: June 2008

omg i am so hungry, although that has nothing to do with this post

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If you were not aware, I will be participating in portions of Brittcon this weekend. It is excuse enough alone that I don’t blog so much when I go to NYC to visit Dawg, but also having a bunch of bloggers around to encourage me to be nefarious won’t help the blogging cause. (Now that’s ironic.)

I’ve put my ICE numbers into my phone just in case I am somehow separated from Dawg and fall down some stairs while drunk on more tequila. Could happen.

And, because I’m nice, I’m taking drink orders. What do you want us to drink for you to celebrate your participation-in-spirit-since-you-can’t-be-there-in-body?

shitake.

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When I can embed a video I will, but for now, just go see rickey.org for Quest performing on SYTYCD which includes Hok and Dominic. :love:

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Hmm, so far the only videos I see are of people taking video of their TV.

Better than nothing?

I’ll eventually find a good quality one.

she’s a lady

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You Are 61% Feminine, 39% Masculine


You are in touch with your feminine side.
Sensitive, intuitive, and caring are all words that describe you.
And you’re just masculine enough to relate to both men and women.

Stolen from Chris. I really have to agree with the statements concluded about me. All very true.

To be fair, I’m not squeamish around rodents or spiders. It’s the blood that makes me almost pass out. One of these days I am gonna pass out from seeing it… which is why the XXX rotating image from ModBlog finally made me have to unsubscribe from them in my feed reader. (I covered my eyes while copying that link.) Boo. :frown:

toe

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To follow up on the incident from yesterday, here are toe photos:

No flash… (what it really looks like)
ow-esque

Flash… (my pale skin somehow never allows you to see my bruising in a flash photo)
ow.

I am aware that my feet are not beautiful, hence my dislike of feet. It’s because I wore shoes too small for me when I was younger, made the last two toes on each foot curl in. Nobody else in my family has toes like mine. And yet, somehow my boyfriend who loves feet still loves me. I must be fucking awesome in some other way. Go figure.

apparently I should have stayed in the happy bubble

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You know when you wake up and you have a great morning, you’re happy, and you are completely unaware of anything being wrong with the world then you step outside the house and everyone around you would like to remind you just how fucking shitty the world actually is?

Yah, welcome to my morning.