It's a hat that says Surrender The Booty.
Cowboy hat? Or Kangol?
::decides Jesse should go as LL Cool J next Halloween::
'Out Of Gas'
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It's a hat that says Surrender The Booty.
Cowboy hat? Or Kangol?
::decides Jesse should go as LL Cool J next Halloween::
That hat so belongs to ita, jesse. Which reminds me, I bought you a tchotchke at Cowgirl in Santa Fe.
We have a Cowgirl Hall of Fame restaurant here, too!
It's a baseball cap. It's my father who thinks he looks like LL Cool J in his bucket hat. He fake looks like Samuel L. in his Kangol. In his head.
HA! That's fantastic... I'm trying to picture Dad-of-Jesse posing like LL Cool J.
Picture any middle-aged white guy doing 80s-style "rap" arm movements. Yeah, it's awesome.
And we introduce to you, MC Pastor Jesse's Dad!
I think we should get pictures of Jesse in her hat.
In completely different news, my dinner tonight consists of a lean pocket, raw carrots, and a mini bottle of champagne.
I'd tell people to feel free to start the mocking, but I already have.
Oh lee, that's just sad. Do you at least have yummy dinner plans for tomorrow?
Oh my goodness, timelies to the Buffistas. I am slightly buzzed, and it is teh yay.
However, I'm at my friend T's house, and three other friends are here. One passed out at 9:30 because he has this issue with pacing, another wasn't feeling well and I think is now asleep, and T and other friend K (who are dating) are in the basement either having a fight or having makeup sex. I've spend the last two hours checking email and catching up on Natter. Which I could have just as easily done at home. Tell me again why I go out with the other humans?
Conclusions:
I missed the Buffistas.
I love karaoke too, and wish that I was doing it right now.
I've only rode on public transportation once, when I was in Toronto, which I thought was pretty clean and not!scary to this country girl.
Slightly tipsy makes catching up on Natter kind of a blur.
Holidays are a little depressing.
And... I think it's time for me to go brush my teeth and comandeer the air mattress. Joy. I hope that this New Years' party improves.
Man, I wish I had champagne, and I don't think the liquor store in my neighborhood is open tomorrow. Bastards!
In related news, a bottle of wine that's been in my fridge unopened for months is still good, right?