Rejected, again. *sob*
2006-02-24 5:37 p.m.
I'm so sad/embarassed. Dave Vanian has declined my request to be his friend on MySpace. He's the only in/famous person I've asked to be my friend there. Unless you count The Punk Group. Which I totally do because I have this kinky thing for morticians. *sigh* Jesus, what is wrong with me? If you haven't gone to their website and downloaded some free music you're totally missing out. I highly recommend "That's Good" and "International Rock Stars" Plus, their shows are more fun than a bucket of squirrels. Go see them - I'll even give you a pair of my panties to throw on stage. I have this cute French lace pair that - all right - who slipped the raw oysters in my turkey sandwich? My libido runneth over.
My friend request with Mr. Vanian was in limbo for-evah and finally disappeared. It was probably the e-mail I sent him offering to have his no strings attached international love child. It was the wine and the pills talking - I swear. I'm not normally a scary virtual stalker. I just like punk music and my biological clock is ticking. It seemed completely logical to me at the time, like most of my schemes.
2 People have tried to sell me ViagraDignity fully intact. Sort of.
2006-02-21 3:46 p.m.
I got a Barnes and Noble gift certificate for Christmas and ordered some books online as there�s not a B&N close to work or home. Today I got a huge box of goodies from my UPS driver. I peeled back the tape and pushed past the inflatable plastic wrap to pull out my booty. I sat on the couch reading the first couple of pages of each books (I�m down to reading just two books so I can start more now) when there was a loud noise on the table. It appeared that Loki was struggling to fit his body into the box but was having severe problems with the plastic wrap. I went and lifted out the cat, removed the plastic wrap then replaced the cat in the box. I carefully snipped each plastic tube, squeezed and threw it away. Then I quickly went back to the couch for more reading bliss.
Suddenly there was a loud ripping noise and a striped blur was running, jumping and hopping through the house at 80 miles per hour. Loki thought this was great fun and was taking chase, trying to figure out what the hell had attached itself to Trinity�s ass. We finally trapped her in the bathroom where I pulled off the fourteen inches of packing tape that had stuck to her tail, ass and leg. It made a loud ripping noise and came with a lot of fur. oops, sorry! Trin quickly turned around and gave her hindquarters a couple of licks, shook herself and walked away with her tail straight up not making eye contact with either of us. Loki fell onto the ground and rolled around in what I thought was the epitome of feline laughter.
I think it would be kind of fun if people did that. What if you weren�t paying attention and walked into a streetlamp. You�d just stop, lick your shoulder a couple of times, do a quick full body shake and then walk away like nothing had happened with your dignity still fully intact.