That's just not fair at all. Sometimes this universe really bites.

Much ~ma to them all.

Aw, DJ, I'm sorry. What a nasty little gut-churning stew. I'm glad that gay work boyfriend is stepping in to give you the wine and flattery you need (except, is it flattery if it's true? Maybe I should have said "wine and accurate reportage of your excellence").

Bad job, Mister DJ. Bad job, DJ's brain.

But yay vw! I know the meds have been wildly messing with your metabolism over the past year (and, actually, the pictures from your party looked dramatically different from even just a couple of months ago, but I didn't say anything because...probably because I'm just overly timid and fearful of accidentally offending).

Jars, what MFNLaw said.

And, something good to tell? Ummm... I got Hec a present over the weekend while working at the Art Deco event that is completely made of awesome. Tiny, but awesome. Hopefully there will be pictures soon.

I thought Obama's speech claiming the nomination was quite inspiring.

Apparently, it was nothing compared to the locker room style speech he gave to his campaign staff the next day. (YouTube link)

Thanks guys, and fuck cancer up the bum without its prior consent. Harsh, but fair, I think.

DH and I are discussing moving to southern California. So what's the what with Southern California? Sunnydale was there, right?

Oh, Susan. I'm so sorry. Fuck cancer, indeed.

I really want to see SatC, but I seem to be one of the only ones around here who enjoyed the tv show.

I loved it! I should get around to seeing the movie sometime. I was going to use a free ticket. And I'll have to work up the nerve to go up to the window and say, in my manliest voice, "One for Sex and the City."

{{DJ}} Also, I enjoy both Max Cady and, um, shit...the other band whose name is escaping me at the moment because I listen to Max Cady more often. But I like them both, so thank you for being awesome!

~ma, Susan. Cancer can indeed, go fuck itself.

(and, actually, the pictures from your party looked dramatically different from even just a couple of months ago

I must have such a warped sense of how I look because I really thought I looked like a fat cow that night.

Oh, Susan, that's just terrible. So much ~ma to the whole family and everyone that knows and loves them.

Somebody tell me something nice; I'm having a really crap day.

I think about you often and with tremendous fondness, Daisy. God gave you everything necessary to be a hillbilly sex goddess, and you went out and made yourself this very cool, stylish, kind, thoughtful human. You're extremely generous - not only in your actions, but in your heart. You give people more than the benefit of the doubt. You really extend yourself. Plus, also, the very pretty mixed with the incredibly easy going, fun-to-be-with thing.

fuck cancer, indeed.

and Jars , maybe you ate more than you needed, but it is over.

I have things to do , but I am not doing them Not sure I care.