TGIF!! I didn't sleep a wink last night. Excited about the weekend's activities I suppose. :) I get to ring in the New Year with all the people I love! (Well, most of them, anyway.) My best friend, my boyfriend, and some new friends from south of the Red River. And maybe even my dad. That should be interesting. Luckily, he's seen me drunk before. He's never seen Caroline drunk before, though! Woo HOOO! Yay for the good little church girls partying in front of their preacher!

And come midnight, everything's gonna change. This year is gonna kick so much ass. I barely even started job hunting and already found two that sound fabulous that I could pretty much land without batting an eye, I think. While they're not in sunny California, (much to my mother's dismay, you know, giving up my dreams and all) they are far away from here! And that's my only requirement! (well, and that they're not in 1)Arkansas 2)Kansas 3)Missouri 4)Anywhere in the Deep South.) So that'll hook me up financially, I'm pretty sure. I should be in for a nice raise upon graduation. And while I'm still completely freaking out at the notion of spending the rest of my life with one person, I'm getting a little more comfortable with it. And THAT'S scary. And nothing short of a miracle. We shall see.

Maroline and I are already planning our calendars for the babies. (Cue the, "Umm, you're not supposed to plan that stuff with your best friend! ... hello?) So starting this year, things are gonna be changing. This is life. Taking steps to be where you wanna be. Having the courage to step out and not be content in just drifting aimlessly. Learning from everything and trying to handle it gracefully.

So, this is my last post before the New Year. 05 was fun. I almost became an alcoholic but pulled out of it just in time. I officially dumped 2 boys. And that was fabulous. I saw my best friend change her last name. And made some new friends in the mean time. I walked my mom through a nasty breakup, then I lost her to a younger man and a new city. And my little sister officially graduated from college with 190 hours. I quit one job and started a new one. I'm learning how to be monogamous (and doing very well at it). I made a B in fucking STATISTICS and got that much closer to finishing college twice, which I NEVER thought I'd do.

I'd say it was a pretty good year, eventful at the very least. 2006 promises nothing less. Can't wait to see what happens! Be happy and safe!

It just gets better all the time...

Found out today that I've got next Monday off for New Year's. I guess being a slave for the state does have its perks. And the next 2 weeks I have training in Norman which is basically like a vacation. So that'll be nice. Then it'll be time for school to start again. Yippee. I'm taking my comps in Feb and goin on vacation for a week in Feb. Not sure how all that's gonna work, but I'll make it work. I'm sure I'll come back from Santa Fe refreshed and inspired to get the hell outta here as fast as I can. And that should help in writing my comps.

And after that I've got 2 1/2 months and I'm OUT. OUT. Gone. Blowin' this popsicle stand. Man, it's coming so fast. This is gonna be a great year!

Oh and btw, I got a B in stats. Freakin B. I have no idea how I pulled that off. I didn't make above a 74 on any of the 3 tests. My paper and my research proposal musta blown it outta the water. So whatdaya know? I'm not as stupid about math as I thought. :) And they haven't kicked me out of the honor society yet.

Well, hi-ho hi-ho it's back to work I go.

Gear up for this weekend, it's gonna be crazy!!

My Four Things

Four jobs you've had in your life:
receptionist
remedial english teacher
director of a non profit
social worker

Four movies you could watch over and over again:
steel magnolias
only you
when a man loves a woman
the sweetest thing

Four places you have lived:
rogers, ar
burleson, tx
nashville, tn
okc, ok

Four TV shows you love to watch:
aqua teen hunger force
huff
real world (ugh, i know)
anything on hbo

Four places you've been on vacation:
london, england
paris, france
edinburgh, scotland
ummm, ye olde O.C.

Four websites you visit daily:
cnn.com
all the blogs
tonypierce.com (though less frequently lately; he's getting self-absorbed=boring)
that's about it

Four of your favorite foods/beverages:
any pasta
del rancho steak sandwich supreme
olive garden 3 meat ravioli minus marinara
sausage biscuits

Four places you'd rather be right now:
texas
california
in bed
italy

Wow. Well, that was fun. Christmas was a BLAST. (please note the sarcasm.) I spent Christmas eve being pissed off at my mom (who wasn't even there) for not being with her daughters on Christmas morning. They came down Christmas night. I thought, how lovely. Both of my parents are celebrating Christmas morning with their new families. How American. So Dani and I toughed it out at Mimis til the whole fam, at least mom's side, showed. And equally as lovely, my uncle showed up either 1) on an extremely bad trip of some kind 2) coming down from an extremely bad trip of some kind 3) detoxing. It was really uncomfortable so we all just tried to avoid. And I felt so bad for my cousin having to show up with her dad like that. She's a sweet girl and has gone thru too much in her short 13 years.

Well, as usual, the presents were great. I made it out with an insane amount of cash and lots of presents I needed/wanted including a set of 450 thread count pima cotton sheets, and a whole host of things I needed for the kitchen. And this is actually the first year it's ever crossed my mind that getting hitched might actually jeopardize my stash of Christmas cash. That's gonna take some serious consideration, if the issue ever arises.

Anyway, off of this computer and on with my vacation. Dani got me the last season of ATHF. I've watch the first 2 episodes already. I love my sister.

Hope your Christmas was a good as mine and hope your New Year's is too!!

i'd write it down on a napkin but neither maroline nor pinky were there. so i'll put it here. so as to not forget.

Please leash your cats when they are drunk.
Love is mother nature's neurochemical yoke on man.
There are no whisperer's here...

and

He might be retarded.

Much love to my girls. I need them and they love me. And I love them. A LOT. (notice the space, please.)

It's 2:14 a.m. and I've got to go finish what I've started. *winks*

Merry Christmas.

You'll have to forgive me. I've just come from a movie that started out crazy and funny and ended very very sadly. So I'm a little mixed up.

But a discussion I was having over dinner started me thinking. And I think it's time for a moment of truth. Hold onto your hats.

My entire life I've been making decisions that people didn't agree with. I dropped out of G.A.'s in fifth grade and the world almost fell apart at church. I guess I was expected to do differently. In junior high, I didn't have all the answers in Sunday school and I disappointed several teachers. After all, didn't dad always wear suits around the house and preach to us at home? (If I had a dollar for every time I answered that question...) In high school I dated a boy who drank and said the F word and felt me up in the parking lot. That knocked it out of the park. Whispers whispers whispers. All the time whispers. What's she doing? Why's she doing it?

It's funny how some things never change. There will always be people hanging around who want to have a say. There will always be people who think I should be doing something different, that I'm wrong and somehow their perfect life holds the answers to exactly how I should live. There are people who from day one will go out of their way to let you know they're watching you. And yeah, there's still a little bit of that rebellious fifteen year old in me that says, Oh yeah, you think I'm bad? Watch this.

And on the other hand there will always be those very very very few people in my life who know where I'm coming from, and even when I don't make decisions they would make themselves, still love me. Are still my friends. They're not the whisperers.

And it's interesting, because all of this is changing. It'll all be gone soon. Tomorrow's gonna be drastically different than today. You're sure of your world one minute, the next it changes completely and your left without a leg to stand on. And when I'm sixty it won't matter what music I liked or didn't like, who I knew or didn't know, what bands I saw, what shows I went to, because honestly, I'd be amazed if I even remembered any of it. Because the stuff that lasts, the stuff that matters, are people and relationships. Not controversy. Not whispers. Not conditional things.

I've made a lot of bad decisions. And I'll always be the first one to admit that. And you may think you do, but you don't even know half of them and you're life is probably better that way, trust me. But I do know that in the middle of all the stupid decisions and all the wrong turns, I learn things. I learn a lot about myself and about other people. I learn the value of unconditional friendships and rock solid people. I learn how to spot the fakes from miles away. And hopefully I learn to make better decisions in the future and make the best of the situation.

So I guess I'm just feeling that I'm out of here in May and that's a good thing. It's time for new things. New people. New places. New experiences. Maybe redemption in a way. And I'm gonna miss the real relationships I had here. The boy who sends me messages about books from the airport, the girls who take care of me even when I don't think I need it, and a best friend who grabs my hand and says fuck them. Do your thing. I love you. No matter what.

The rest will be stuff that was a part of my years here and that I'll look back on and say that was a good time and it helped shape me into the person I am. And it made me better.

And I guess that's it. Just one of those nights. It's time for bed. Christmas is coming and my house is a mess. Santa will be very disappointed, so I've gotta get busy. This is probably my last post til after Christmas, so have a good one. And tell your friends and family you love them.

Peace on earth. And in all our lives.

RANT:

I fucking hate this place. I can't fucking wait til the day I see the damn welcome to oklahoma sign fading in my rearview mirror. Hick ass, ignorant, hillbilly, christian motherfuckers.

They're trying to put a group home in for underaged single mothers on the southwest side. The residents of the neighborhood are protesting because the neighborhood has been zoned for "family homes" only. And these fucking whores are gonna screw up their property values. "Those boys are gonna be looking for those girls. And they'll think, 'I'll just get her pregnant again and move in, then we can all live off DHS.'" There will be gangs and drugs everywhere. All because those damn girls couldn't keep their legs closed.

And the dude is saying all this right after he says his little nativity figurine set is his favorite Christmas decoration because it depicts the birth of Christ.

You fucking FUCKING moron. Mary gave birth to Jesus in a fucking barn in the middle of cows because of people like you.

I fucking hate this backwoods Bible Belt.

Well, here we are. Hump Day. Hump hump hump.

I still can't seem to shake this cold. I went to bed last night with a pounding headache and woke up with it again this morning. And it seems last night was the night to be out and about. My brain was saying go have drinks with Nanna and my body was saying No No No! Go to sleep! Obviously, the headache and the body won. (We'll do it soon, though, dear. MUST!) Then I woke up to a message this morning that Ryin ran into Tall Josh at Classic's last night! Josh and I keep trying to hook up but we're always missing each other. And I've yet to meet his girlfriend of like a whole year now. Every time I talk to him I say, "Josh, you're not in your 20's anymore! It's time to think about settling down!" And then he just freaks out. But I don't really blame him I guess. He's been with some psychos for sure. Hope this one's a nice one. She must be to make it this far.

So, I'm committing the motherload of all sins tonight and not going to the REK show. There are lots of reasons, but mostly I just don't think my head can take the smoke at this point. And another thing is I haven't seen my best friend in 2 weeks and we need some QT. So we're going to the movies and who knows what else. I can't believe she has a husband now. That's still freakin' me out.

Tomorrow's my last day at work for a week! Yay! I'm having a very special Christmas celebration on Friday (hell, I'm even cooking!), then Saturday Dani and I head to the grandparents in Arkansas til Monday. Then I'm taking a couple of days off to just hang out and do whatever the hell I want. Then it's NEW YEARS!!! WOOO HOOO! Can't wait til New Years Eve. That night is gonna kick so much ass. Our friends from Texas will be up and I'm sure the party will go on well into the morning hours. 06 is gonna be fantastic.

Love you all and Merry Christmas!

What up, yo. It's Tuesday, December 20th. Do you know where your children are?

Hmm. Ok.

Wonder what I was doin today last year. Let's see...

Wow, interesting. A post about Anna Nicole's big 'ol fakies and a post about having to go to the west coast TWICE in 05 to make up for my lack of presence there in 04. And that's exactly what I did. I went on vacation with MYSELF in Feb. Then took Mare back in May. And as crappy of a year as I like to think it was, I sure do have some good memories from it. My faves off the top of my head:

eating sushi for the first time in venice beach with dave
(then drinking 15 bottles of wine and going to Equator Books and meeting the new generation of beats and woman haters- it was great. i wanted to move in.)
jumping naked into the pool at the beverly hills plaza
(and the whole call girl thing)
butter shots and arbor mist on the roof in laguna
maroline and i scaring the pee out of ourselves at the wax museum
she and i deciding exactly what kinda girl kevin should be with
telling kevin he'd be married within a year
them doing it
then getting married (haha)
nancy changing my life with one text message :)
making friends with the bartender in weatherford
(she took one for the team)
and oodles of sausage biscuits

So all in all i'd say it was a good year. ain't got NOTHIN on 06 though. just watch and see. i think i'm more excited about new year's than christmas!

well, i've got presents to deliver and kiddos to see! happy tuesday night!

Sunday afternoon. Just got home. What a long weekend that was. I drove just about 900 miles and it occurred to me that Texas, like Oklahoma, is just full of undesirable places to live. Except maybe its desirable places are just a little bit better.

Had some really interesting experiences this weekend. I feel like I'm full of poems. Had an extremely uncomfortable graduation dinner with my parents and my dad's wife. And my sister's boyfriend whom she's just hours away from breaking up with and his mom and her husband. Had some equally uncomfortable conversations with mom about my plans to move this summer. Went to Vernon for the home town show. Innnteresting. Made some new friends. Got a really emotional phone call from someone I haven't talked to in months. It ended splendidly.

And now I'm home and ready for a nap.

But before I go, just something to ponder. I've always been fascinated by hindsight. And this weekend I came face to face or really phone to phone with someone who wished he had something that was someone else's. And years ago, he had the chance. We've pretty much been bff's since I was in high school, with a few off and on little trysts in between. He hasn't heard from me in a few months, and he knew why, but he called anyway. He said I just miss being your friend. I'm going through a rough time and I miss getting your advice. I said I understood and I was sorry I hadn't called him in so long but I didn't want him to get mixed signals. And then I started crying while I was telling him I was finally trying to do something right in my life for once and that I didn't want to fuck it up.

He said he understood and that he was proud of me. And that I was beautiful and intelligent and that no girl in that room even came close to having anything on me. And to walk back in there with my head high and tell that boy I love him.

Then I cried some more, told him thank you for being willing to be my friend, and hung up.

That was surreal. And extremely comforting. It's nice to know you don't always have to burn bridges and sometimes, if you're mature enough to deal with it, sex doesn't have to ruin friendships. And those friendships can help you value and be thankful for love in your life even more.

That's my lil sis! And with honors too!

375 miles. And I think I'm getting sick again.

[string of expletives]

My throat started getting scratchy last night and I thought it was just the Sudafed Sinus Headache I'd taken. But it's still here this morning. And mom called last night, said she was on the way to Walgreens to get some flu medicine and vitamins. This is just great because I get to sleep in the same room with her for the next two nights.

On a happier note, my lil sis is officially graduating from college this weekend. That's so crazy to me. I can NOT be that old. Seems like maybe a year ago we were spending every freaking Saturday in a gym at a gymnastics meet listening to the same floor routine music over and over and OVER again for 8 long hours. I didn't particularly enjoy those things, but I went for moral support. Luckily when she hit junior high she picked more interesting sports like basketball and volleyball. Then it was full on into boys and partying in high school. I got in trouble more than once for letting things get outta control when mom was outta town.

Then when she turned 18 she packed her bags and went all by herself, 6 hours away to College Station, where she knew NO ONE. She wasn't even scared. And she hasn't been back since. I think she plans to stay in Texas forever.

So I'm driving down tonight to celebrate her ummm... 5 1/2 years of hard work. She still has a few more to come with PA school and it wouldn't surprise me if she has a Ph.D. by the time she's 30. She's just driven like that. (And come to think of it, mom's doing the whole Ph.D. thing too. If I don't get on the ball, I'm gonna literally be the only person in my family without the DR. in front of my name.)

Cross your fingers for us this weekend. It's just gonna be me, Dani, mom, dad, and dad's wife. We've already decided that muy margaritas are in order at dinner.

And who knows what will happen after that. I should probably get some work done... happy Thursday!

Yeah, I know he's a criminal, but you kinda can't help but like this guy.

Right on...

Thanks, Roberto. :) Funny stuff...

Here's my letter to Santa:


Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth


Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at maroline's Office party. It was nikki who spiked the punch with too much crown and coke. I can't help it if I drank 23 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like irish spring.

I thought it was funny when I put nancy's panties on my head and danced the cotton eyed joe on the bed while singing `a little hung over you'. I didn't mean to break maroline's flash light and don't know why maroline would accuse me of stealing a car.

I don't remember calling ragan's wife a scrumptous donkey---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on shawna's husband's big toe, it was only because I ate too much of that mac n cheese.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my ferarri through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a hot cat and have me arrested for murder!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all hollow and ridiculous. And I'm really not to blame for any of this fabulous stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and frighteningly yours,
Daisy (Really a nice girl!)

I have the worst headache in the world. I think I'm allergic to work. :)

I'm itchin to get outta here realllly bad. So, I took care of that this morning and booked a room in Santa Fe for 4 days in February at a sweet little bed and breakfast on the Plaza. I hope there's snow everywhere and I hope I never wanna come home.

It can't get here fast enough!

So the rest of the day I'll spend... ahem... working and packing tonight for Dani's graduation this weekend. I think after graduation Friday we're going to Marcos' house to eat tacos, burritos, and enchildas. And I hope there's a pinata!!

This weekend should be interesting...

This is why we don't jump out of airplanes.

Mmm Mmmm MMmm. Sierra Turkey sandwich, minus onions, add cheddar. You can't beat it.

So I get to spend this lovely day out of the office running around. I've already been to Kansas and back. So fast you didn't even see me.

I need to start Christmas shopping bad. I've ordered 2 things online from mom and sis and that's it. I'm not buying for many people this year. Last year was insane. Not doing that again. No more buying presents for forty people you don't even know and maybe see once a year. So my most up close and personal will be the only ones getting gifted this year. And I don't do the whole gift card thing usually. Maybe, if I'm in a crunch, but I try not to make a habit out of it. I'm getting Dani jewelry for graduation and haven't decided what else for Christmas. I know at least one book I'm getting mom. I've got a couple of ideas up my sleeve for a few other people. But I'm on a very limited budget, so it could get pretty creative. :) Dad's are so hard to buy for. Basically the standards are a gigantic hoodie, Braums gift certificates, or a gift card from home depot. I mean, what else is there? What am I gonna do? Buy him a guitar?

Anyway, I gotta get on that ASAP. So I'm going to the gym tonight. Gonna make myself do it. Now that I'm outta school, I have no excuse not to. I still have a membership somewhere that runs out in January. Mmmm... they have hot tub. May try that tonight. Otherwise, we've got the all access alumi pass to the gym at school, which is ok, but no hot tub. And really, I don't wanna work out. I just wanna sit in the hot tub and relax. I can already tell how this is gonna work out.

Well, I've got a lot to do apparently, so I should get off here and get to Christmas shopping and working out! Have a LOVELY day!

Strong and cruel enough to make a statue of Mary cry...

Haha. I googled that and the first two websites that come up are azpeacemakers.com and sweetwebsite. :)

Well, my best friend has a husband now. I'd be lying if I said it didn't freak me out a little. Goddamnit why do we all have to grow up? I guess that's just life.

That was an amazing RCPM show. I don't know why but it seems like his Wormy Dog shows are always the best outta anywhere. The set list was perfect and the entire building was screaming every word to every song. And it's a cool vibe. Yeah we're all trashed, but we're all happy. You don't fight at a Peacemaker's show. That would be weird. How could you possibly be in a bad mood with people passing around bottles of liquor and laughing and screaming, "Here's to LIFE!!" The night was a huge success.

And so was the weekend. I guess the best way to sum up the way I feel about this weekend could best be expressed in the lyrics to one of my favorite songs of the aforementioned band...

Alone, adrift, together are we
Slowly sinkin in a deep blue sea
But we smile and we wave
And we say, "I'm afraid, and I love you, and here we go..."

Happy week of my little sister's Aggie graduation!!

Good luck to my Maroline and her Kevin.

Seems like just yesterday Caroline was teaching me how to cuss on church mission trips. The first bad word I ever heard anybody say up close and personal I owe to her. And it was over a boy. With braces. And curly, Justin Timberlake hair. But he could play the piano and sing. So we swooned. She was getting in the middle of a fight Jackie and I were having and she screamed the word GODDAMNIT!! I'm pretty sure at that moment the room went silent.

Then she stepped in dog poop and it squished between her toes in her white sandals. I distinctly remember breaking into some random strangers back yard to use their water hose.

She used to have boyfriend who looked like Jesus. She met him at camp. His name was Jeremy. Then came Flip. For her mother's sake, we won't discuss it. Then there were a few who never really stood a chance, and now there's Kevin. (Oh wait! I left out Brian Baker the Ghetto Gangster with the bumpin Grand Am!) Ok, back to Kevin. I can honestly say when I introduced them, it never in a million years crossed my mind that they would get naked THAT NIGHT. :) (Ok, it was like one weekend later, but still.)

And now it's all history. I love both of them dearly and I don't care how quickly they're getting married. They love each other and I think they have just as much of a chance of being as happy or miserable as everybody else does. It's their choice. And I hope they choose well.

And even though she's getting married I hope we still get to have nights where we drink wine and dance to Chicago til we throw up in the middle of the living room. Cuz we're BFF's. And I hope that never changes.

Well here we are. The big Friday. There are 3 great things today.

1) I'm officially over and done with school for this semester (which also means I can quit bitching about it).

2) One of my childhood best friends is getting married tomorrow and 2 of our other chbf's will be there.

3) I get to spend time with someone I love this weekend. Actually a lot of someones! I love it when there are big events happening that people come into town for.

So I've got a couple of court reports to write this morning then it off to the spa for manicures and peidcures with the girls, then rehearsal, rehearsal dinner, and bed for the early rise for the big day including a wedding and an appointment with my Husband Number One that night.

TGIF!!!

It's funny how sometimes those closest to us are content pretending things are the way they think they should be... they can completely miss reality and create a world where everything is perfect, completely content to be naive.

While dozing off last night waiting for my goodnight phone call, I got a text message that said, "They're trying to give me the sex talk. Telling me the things I need to be prepared with on my wedding night." I said, Look at you! The last of the virgin brides! "Mom said she'd send me with douche and sister wants to make sure I'm prepared with condoms and lubrication."

Hahahahahaha. Then she mentioned, I'm not taking sex advice from anybody who doesn't like it kinky!

So, here ya go:

Girl, just get on it and break it off like you never have before. I know you're on the pill so fuck the condoms. And as for lube, honey, if he doesn't make you wet, you're NOT walkin down that isle.

Enough said. :)

Now get ON it!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... :)

Yay! It's snowing! I'm gonna go home and bury myself in laundry fresh outta the dryer. :) I bet the pizza and chinese delivery people are gonna have a rough night. I was just thinking about ordering some sweet & sour chicken and some vegetable lo mein. And most importantly... crab wontons. I found a great place where I can get all that plus rice delivered for ten bucks exactly. It's perfect. And enough for 2 meals.

Maybe if I order early enough it won't be too bad out yet. We'll see!

I wanted to go Christmas shopping tonight, but I guess it'll have to wait.

I've been having a bit of anxiety lately concerning relationships in my life. It's funny to kind of step outside yourself and watch whats going on... and watch what happens when, even though the warm fuzzies are still running rampant, the reality of life hits. It makes for interesting conversations and interesting situations. I guess that's what they mean when they say love is a choice. You find a way to make it work. Hopefully. There is no I in team and all that stuff.

Anywho, it's something to ponder over hot chocolate this evening. Well, just a few more minutes and I'm out. Have a wonderful evening and I hope it's snowing wherever you are! Unless you're homeless!

Good morning good morning good morning!

I've been having nightmares lately. What gives? I'm pretty sure I'm having anxiety about the wedding on Saturday. I know I'm not the one getting married, but still. It's just so inTENSE, Pete! I mean, being with one woman for the rest of your life? Saggy tits... She'll be able to use them as a belt by then! Probably tuck them in her socks!

Anyway, it's all good in the neighborhood. I'm happy for them. I'm always happy for people who know what they want and take the necessary steps to get it.

Well, today's been a pretty easy day. Been sittin here all morning eating almost an entire bag of Caramel Kisses. Mmmmmm. Tonight is officially my last night of class for the semester. Praise Jesus!! We're doing some kind of group final that sounds like the biggest joke in the world. Kinda like the class.

Anyways, it's supposed to start snowing this afternoon a little and let's cross our fingers that we get on the high end of that 4-6 inches! Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! Woo hOO!

Hi-dee ho. Back and sober as ever. Feels good. Haven't pulled a two nighter in a while. I'm losin' my edge.

Anywho, I'm more aware than ever that I am so completely blessed and lucky and fortunate and leading a charmed life right now. I got cooked for twice this weekend. And taken to see a movie. And well... I'll just leave the rest to your vivid imaginations. Life is good. And I'm all tuckered out. Like the cat. Not the band.

It's the big week. Wedding of the year is on Sat. I've still got 4 papers to write between now and then. Hmmm. Wondering how I'm going to pull that off. Well, they'll get done. They always do.

Hope the boys had fun this weekend. Sounds like it was a grand ol time. I couldn't really tell what Ryin was saying at 2 a.m. but he was screaming at me from the back of Bob's truck (?) on I-40 (?). All I could hear was someone in the background yelling, Get off the phone with her! I heard there was at least one Exorcist moment in the bathroom at K's house. Hope the rest of the weekend was just as successful. We had fun. Had lots of drinks. Lots of transgendered make out sessions. And a wake up call from one very flamboyant Ms. Tiffany Adams. Saturday night was a trip and a half. Caroline got asked to dance by no less than 10 (seriously) dudes, one of whom had his entire set of teeth in tact. However, she still politely declined. And I'll let her tell you the rest of the story.

It's late and I've got another crazy court day tomorrow. Happy Monday!

She gave me the buh-bye. She's so fucking hot she can do that.

YEah. so. last friday night of freedom. what?~!/? well, we're fucking smashed and there's not much you can do about it. now it's time for moulin rouge and dancing and singing in the living room. right about now the boys are crying to dawson's creek re-runs at the miller household.

pussies.

whatever. marolines eating my carrots. bitch. OH. And some drag queen gave HER money tonight. Just for sitting there and looking hot like she does. Then all night he's inviting me to this bondage party. AKA the REAL dirty santa party. Apparently we have no idea how many underground S&M groups there are in OKC.

OH. Your boyfriend will love it.

yeah, you're probably right. *cue evil laugh*

Maroline kissed a drag queen on the lips. And I got lipstick on my boobs. I'd say it was a successful night. So kiss it.

Yeah. Anyway,

We got 2 flat tires on the way home, b/c i'm the queen of running over things in the middle of the road. So, this guy walked to the car in all black, like trench coat, I'm serious. I was scared. But M was drunk so she talked to him though the window and she said, Dude. You're not in the trenchcoat mafia right? No, of course youre not. That is so like 1999. Seriously. You are hot. Um, lose the eyeliner. You could be fabulous. Just like my boyfriend. (Cue the gagging sounds.)

So hold on. For real. Listen. He starts telling Caroline how she needs Jesus. How she can find her way to The Almighty. So M says,. Man. I used to live in Cypress. I was a fucking missionary. So fuck the FUCK off. And he promptly left.

I never figured out what the damn black trenchcoat was for. We did, however, discuss name brand eyeliners after our encounter. M says Maybeline is apparently the way to go. Not name brand, I know.

So ends our trist for tonight. We walked five miles, uphill, barefoot, drunk, and dry heaving, bitches in the snow.

yeah.

We're not drunk. And we love you all.

Peace OUT.

(and we love our boyfriends/fiance(s).)

Yay Drag Queens!

Well, here it is. Five after four on friday. I'm stuck at the office with nothing to do except to write to you good people. That seems like part of a line from a movie. But I can't think of which one. Deja vous!

Anyway, gots one errand to run after work then it's party time! I was thinking we might need a cab tonight b/c I put my foot down and told Maroline she's not leaving the bar til she's sloshed. And well, we all know how well I do at the bar. But then I remembered the lovely Ms. Missy will be with us this evening. I'm not totally sure but I don't think she's prone to the excess we are. So maybe she will be so gracious as to lend us a ride home. If not, I've got cab fare. And maybe Mr. Poonjab won't be too put out with the drunk girls in his back seat. :) Cuz we're lots of fun when we're drunk... Caroline likes to kiss me... :)

Yay last weekend of freedom! Yay being in love! Yay boys! Not so much yay weddings, but yay for the Roger Clyne afterparty!!

Hola! Did you miss me? I spent all day yesterday in court getting yelled at by a judge because my client wasn't drug testing enough. Umm, with all due respect your honor, I'm not the one with the drug problem. Sheesh. But I guess if I had that black robe on, I'd be on a power trip too.

Anyway, hopefully another easy day at the office today. Gotta meeting with a meth head and that's about it.

Then... and THEN... at 12:30 I have an appointment with Ms. Pinky's coiffure for a new look. Well, maybe. I'm getting a hair cut. We'll see what happens. Then tonight it's on for the girls. Come one, come all. Still not clear what the game plan is, but I know it involves at least one drag queen, probably two or three.

Spent last night finishing up the Christmas tree, which looks fabulous by the way. Makes me wanna drink hot chocolate and cuddle. Mmmmm.

Well, everybody smile today. It's freakin' Friday!