Touched

June 23, 2008

No, not touched like my uncle did me when I was five. Not that kind of touching.

I read this story today, written by a 18-year-old emergency room attendant about the experience of taking a baby in that the baby’s mother did not want. It was poignant, and strangely enough, was one of the most interesting things I’ve seen on the net in a long time.

Read it. But don’t judge the mom. She did something noble. At least she didn’t leave the baby in a dumpster.


In Short …

June 21, 2008

Kitty: You know that I totally love you, right?
Zilla: (playful smile on his face) I love you too.

Not all dramatic, but very “us” all in the same. Dammit though – I wanted him to say it first so my insecurities wouldn’t reason that I had somehow coerced him into saying it. Oh well. It’s said. It was sweet. My heart kinda melted … at least a bit.

  • My parents are on their way to town for the night. I got my Dad seasons 1, 2, and 3 of Weeds for Father’s Day. We’ll see how he likes it. (It’s my second favorite show on TV, and yes, you should Netflix it. Lost is the first. And this is why.)
  • In the weight loss quest, I’m getting a bike. I’m sure I’ll look like a carnival employee with my fat ass flying down Forest Park Parkway on a bike, but oh well. We’ll see.
  • I’m addicted to Sloe Gin Fizz. Have it. You’ll be addicted too.
  • I got an iPod touch. I really love it.
  • I’ve still not met Yellow Fever‘s baby. I’m a bastard.
  • My cats got shaved – lion cuts for both. I’m cruel, and yes, it makes me laugh to see them like that. 
  • If you’re considering buying a car, DO NOT GO TO Suntrup West County Volvo/Saab in St. Louis. They’re shady fuckers that tried to add additional costs (such as: “We need $500 just to process the paperwork and run your credit. We can’t tell you how we’d help you with financing til we receive that $500. Sorry I forgot to tell you about that earlier.), $130 additionally for processing, oh, and FORGETTING to tell me that the hot Volvo they were trying to sell me had previously been OWNED BY ENTERPRISE RENT-A-CAR. No thanks. I’m one step closer now from breaking my Saab loyalty and getting that Chrysler Crossfire that I’ve been wanting anyway.
  • Zilla goes to bed at 10 pm, at the latest. It’s usually 9:30. Gets up at 6. Has coffee, reads the news. Very domestic. I love it – and sleeping over at his house. I’d not trade our domesticity for anything in the entire world. It’s amazing. We woke up yesterday at 6 and planted two new flowerbeds in front of his house. 
  • That’s it, in short.

  • And God Smiled at Us All …

    June 19, 2008

    And God brought forth Becks, in his perfect state.

    Think that pic is hot? (It gets bigger if you click it, btw)

    Check out the huge, screaming, estrogen-fest that broke out when the NEW David Beckham Armani ads went up in San Fran yesterday … (Thanks dListed – we heart you!)

    One word, God: Thanks.


    Because People Amuse Me …

    June 13, 2008

    Here’s a list of sites that I visit daily. I love observing the crazy side of human behavior.

    Passive-Aggressive Notes

    Found Magazine Online

    St. Louis Drunks (Cuz my town is Anheuser-Buschville)

    Found Grocery Lists

    Oh, and check out the things I did last night!

     

     


    Clean. Smitten. Funny Link.

    June 12, 2008

    Title says it all.

    I is a clean kitty. You should still get tested. It’s the right thing to do. Especially if you’re whorin. Or your partner is whorin.

    Zilla … he’s amazing. We had a great conversation last night. I spent the night at his crib for the first time. I woke up … and I didn’t want to rush off. That was the first time that’s ever happened to me when I’ve stayed over at a guy’s house. That is … BIG. Real big.

    Cockbag is infatuated with Hot Chicks with Douchebags. I kind of agree. The blog’s writer, known as “Douchebag1” is hot, funny, and very literate. We digs him.

    Also, I want to go on vacation.

    And a cookie.

    (Clarification: I want a cookie. Not to go on a cookie. That would be gross. Although going on a vacation and having cookies would be a perfect combination.)


    That Time Again. And a House Full of Gays.

    June 11, 2008

    This weekend, my ex (and current housemate), who I am still friends with (I call him WestEnder, although Grouchy McBitchPants may work better and be more fun to say) has invited his boyfriend T-Rex (giggle) to come stay the weekend.

    I have also invited Zilla to come and stay with me – as he does every weekend. 

    My house is going to be chock full o’ gays. It should be fun.

    Also, it’s Father’s Day. If you’re blessed with the good fortune  of having a father who is living (don’t ever take this for granted) make sure to send him a card. It won’t take any of your stinking free time, and it will make his week. Promise. Even if he is mean. He’ll still appreciate it deep down in his lil Grinch heart.

    Finally, yearly hiv/std test time. I got stuck yesterday, should find something out asap. Keep me in your prayers, please, and make sure to get tested regularly. It’s your civic duty.

    Finally. Today, I am tired. And stressed. And I laid down on my concrete floor covered by disgusting blue high-wear carpet in my office and took a nap. DesignDiva walked in, scared the hell out of me, and made me have something that resembled a seizure.


    Since I’ve Been Gone

    June 4, 2008

    I’m dating someone. He’s amazing. And a ginger. And it’s odd to find myself smitten.

    I am on a quest to lose weight. It’s going well.

    I am nearing the completion of my first school year of my second master’s degree.

    The new fella – Zilla – has gotten me completely and sickly addicted to playing American Idol: Karaoke Revolution on my Wii.

    I’m addicted to the Wii. From Smash Brothers to Wii Fit to basic Wii Tennis, it’s like cocaine, but doesn’t have that nasty nose side effect stuff.

    I’ve been catching old reruns of Buffy. God I miss that show.

    I’ve been purchasing and reading my favorite books from my childhood – and I’m still loving them.

    I saw “The Strangers” and it scared the hell out of me. There’s a lot of hell in me – that was a major task.

    I reconnected last night with an old friend – s00zi – and it was so rewarding.

    Isis and IcyBlues had a baby – named Aiko – and she’s beautiful and perfect.

    I voted for Obama – I hope he’s not the AntiChrist, but I don’t think he is.