ahhh!!! :D

i haven't stopeed screaming/crying since yesterday when it happened! what does this mean? will i stop being so cool? will i gain weight? will i get pregnant [HEL NO!]?

more than likely, i'll just continue to be fabulous with this ring on my finger. i'll post the whole proposal story later and upload it to our wedding website. that. guy. is. smart. and i'm damned lucky and SO HAPPY! i'm in a cloud of love so thick it's making other people sick! haha--and my mom told Andy "no givsies backsies!" after she expressed how glad she was to get rid of me :D

no baby so no fathers' day!!!

what?

yeah.

me and andy headed out to stare at a cup of my urine while we waited for the strip to turn pink. one line; not pregnant, right?


then where were my lady days for an additional week? i never thought that i would actually wish them upon myself. there was a lot of sitting on my ass and waiting and worrying and acquiring some Yaz.

what if i was pregnant? even if i doubted it with good reasoning severely.. am i ready to get fat, sacrifice my time and money or andy's time and money to raise some bad-ass little zebra-striped biracial baby?

well, i'm obviously not. and good thing, too. i have nothing to worry about! i have the Pill to take now. andy is gorgeous. my legs are all smooth. andy's parents are out of state for an entire week which gives me and him free reign over that big ole house... but i'm bleeding. i even blessed his thigh mid-nookie with the surprise of no babies. FAIL.

and i feel like shit. happy fathers' day to anyone! [not me and andy :)] ciao.

Break's over :(

i feel remarkable. i'm so thankful that i have the resources and the strength to get out of bed, even when it feels like i'll never make it through the day. and then i laugh at all the other times that i've felt that way [this month even] as i work out and have some coffee. i feel remarkable.

my Spring Break was slightly uneventful, but i was immensely pleased. i got to argue with my family and eat Mom's cooking. i got to stare up into my boyfriend's face and meet more of his wonderful family. his sister read my feminist rant and hugged me for writing it. it was weird, but i enjoyed agreeing with someone. she's so great. i just can't post about her brother in lewd ways anymore. i'll just keep most of that in my head from now on. it was getting pretty bad; i felt like an 18 yr. old boy.

there was plenty of beer on Bourbon Street. there were also plenty of cabaret girls in their underwear. i ate overpriced crawfish when i could go back home and cook them myself for free. i ate beignets at the fake Café du Monde in Riverwalk Mall. i saw some folks who went to my university. i took a picture of some guy dressed as a jester and i named him Arlechino when his real name is prolly just Jake. my boyfriend fiddled and some woman cried after one of the songs. she had a boyfriend, but she apparently likes musicians a lot. i'm not jealous; i can't blame her!

i didn't see any vampires, but a musician friend of my second family lent me one of her vampire books to read. it's not Anne Rice, but it ain't awful. i'll give it back next time that they tour.

i'm back in Campus Town and i miss home only because i love home a little too much maybe. so it's not really a bad thing. i've got easy decisions to make and experiences to enjoy. i should shower and wash the dishes from breakfast. i should finish the love poem i'm writing and i should write another one to myself!


the Natchez steamer; credit to myself!

a shot of Decatur Street; credit to myself!

laissez-les bons temps mourir? nah.

Spring Break!!!

i'm ready to Spring Break myself all over. here's to a week of bliss: family, church, good food, good music, my significant other, New Orleans or the beach, fun, and other stuff that i might get myself into.

if you're from my home town, not Campus Town, you should head to Hal & Mal's to see my boyfriend and some other good musicians jam on Saturday night 3/14. it's gonna be great; i'm gonna LOOK great. you're not doing shit else anyway. support local music! you'll love it!

no comments. everyone have fun and be safe/smart! take pictures!

actual V-Day.

i don't even effing care if you care or not, but i had the best Valentine's Day--ever!

• i dressed up like a hot pink whore and put on a glam wig because my own hair was way too tangled
• i bought my family some nice expensive gifts. they all think that they stink now, though.
  
• i bought andy some nice Very Sexy for Him from Vicky's Secret; i hope he doesn't think that i think that he's smelly. that stuff just smells wonderful!
• andy took me to see Coraline instead of Friday the 13th after he read a silly comment i made on my blog. he's great.
  
• andy made me dinner at his parents' house: there were dim lights, candles, a rose, wine, and jazz music. he even wore a little apron. he was so tired when he was done that he didn't eat much. i did! that stuff was good! [my white boyfriend cooked his black girlfriend fried chicken, lulz. it was 1) a salad with raspberry vinaigrette, candied walnuts, and grapes, 2) asparagus, 3) reverse fried rice with lemon and nutmeg, 4) and Italian breaded chicken cutlets with lemon zest in olive oil, not peanut oil. it was all very lemony tasting and yummy.]
  
• we went to his place with dessert.
  
• he played me a song on his violin. it's called something like "Her Laugh," or "Giggle." he explained the different transitions in the music and how they mirrored my essence. lovely.
  
• he gave me a cute card, a tee shirt with our hometown university on it so i can feel close to home out here, and a sweet cap that folks here have never seen before.
• the dessert happened to be a tin of homemade chocolate-covered strawberries. they were delicious! some of the chocolate froze to the paper, so he scraped it off and we fed it to each other with a spoon. this was fun.
  
• ...
  

okay, on other notes, i have weird visitors to my blog whom i probably know. someone from back home has been visiting from a casualty insurance company. someone else has been using Google Chrome to visit and my family is addicted to Firefox. also, someone has Vista, but all the folks from back home who read me that i know have XP or some other OS. i even have a few proxy visits. swweeet!.. i suppose i could just zoom in to the street addresses using my tracking server. maybe later. the Internet is great.

my exam is over. i killed it with an A i'm assuming. i have more next week :( my apartment is infested with ants now and the maintenance man had to move around all of the wine bottles to spray properly! bleh.

ciao! i feel sick from The Pill and tired from studying. nap time!

lovie-day weekend.

did YOU have an awesome weekend?

sorry for not commenting and hanging out like usual. i've been busy spending time with an amazing man and my family. i've been learning to bake, giving gifts, and talking on the phone. when i get back to Campus Town tomorrow, i'll be swamped with studying for the first part of the week [this is becoming regular and increasingly NOT FUN], so i'll ttyl!

cherry.

lovely milestones.

i don't feel like typing in an exaggerated and ornamented diction. i'm not putting on a show here; there's no need to.

i'm in a lovey dovey mood. i love this approaching, fluffy holiday designed to empty our pockets and brains. i've done both with a zombie grin on my face. me and andy have become the couple that folks vomit at, complete with love poems to each other and "i love you!" messages on FBook everyday. yuck!

Most Importantly I Love You

Like the Sun watches over and warms the earth, I love you
Like a flower grows it's whole life toward that sunlight, i love you
Like bees swarm to that beautiful flower, I love you
Like the bear climbs only to fight his way through an army of angry, buzzing, stinging bees for but a taste of that sweet life changing honey, I love you.

yeah. this one was a public one from him; hope he doesn't mind. i respect the privacy of those sweet, little drabbles reserved to my inbox--and there are many.

today, told one of my buddies who happens to frown on a few of the losers from my past more than i do to stop updating me about their sad, hypocritical "progress" [they must be making some now]. i told her to support the fact that i have a while ago given up actually caring and will chalk up any nonsense to... well, nonsense. my friend has been known to tell me: but, cherry! they're splicing desperation into "love!" she's wanted to be you and she admitted to emulating you! look how sad and funny things have turned out! there's no need for her to alert me of any updates, stay their friend online just to nose around, etc. those folks can do whatever moves them. it's what i do! i mean, hey--it's obvious that everything has worked out to my benefit. there's no need to parade it around. a satisfied giggle under my breath every now and then will more-than suffice. haha.. and those links are to articles @ galadarling.com, btw--i luff her! i'm currently reading one on how to make my desk more inspiring.

i'm going home on Thursday to spend time with some valuable folks and give them gifts this weekend. my Innamortato has made plans for us to play Monopoly during our Valentine's night and i really hope that he is kidding. seriously though: we're going to see the new Friday the 13th movie [i'd prefer Coraline] and have some dinner plans among other stuff, and a thimble better have nothing to do with it! unless...
i washed my hair with Sensual aromatherapy shampoo, my diet and working out is making me look sexy, sexy. i spent $25 on eight chic clothing items at the thrift store. two of my guy friends washed my car for the first time that it's been with me.i'm getting good at beer pong chess. my grades are superb: my orgo chem professor called me an overachiever.

rambling, i realize that one doesn't need a person to be in love with this time of year [other than their own, fabulous self that is!] there are surely plenty of things in each person's life that they can love--things with value and not just a price, or a penis.

thx, here.

be the change, now change your sheets!

how exciting was yesterday?! even if we all can't agree on politics [which i love], you have to agree that the President's speech just gave you little butterflies of [i can't find a better word] Hope all in your belly, if you cared to listen to it. it was relieving and gave me good feelings all day. not to mention, i imagined how hungover my boyfriend was in D.C. that day, which made me laugh. what did yesterday do to you? i've already read some posts, but surely there's more. did you cry? did you care? did you drink too much and walk around in D.C. hungover before your performance like someone's man?

i have a cold. don't ask me how i went from recovering from my fever to catching a cold. my roomie just had a fever, so now i'm dousing the apartment in Lysol. i fell asleep one night with my vibrator running and woke up--and it still was on! i could have burned my clitoris off! what would my doctor have said?

and this is funny. absolutely funny:
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Heavily Tripping

Andy tripped along rapturously. He was on his way to meet his lover, Cherry, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a clown hopping along, carrying a box of wine in its mouth.

Andy was almost by the balls when he came across a horny cake, lying alone on a soap-scented plate. "That must be a treat from my peppery bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked chunky, so he ate it.

It gave him the most with abandon tingling sensation in his ass. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Cherry.
When Cherry came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Andy cried covertly.
"Your collar bone! And your inside of the elbow!" Cherry said. "They're intense! Can't you feel it?"
Andy felt his collar bone and his inside of the elbow. They were indeed quite intense. "Oh, no!" Andy said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that horny cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Cherry said. "I got you a coffee mug. It must have been that vagina-oriented man who lives nearby. He acts a little morbidly, ever since he pat a hair pin."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Andy sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Cherry said speedily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your collar bone is really luminous like that."
"Really?" Andy dried her tears. Andy kissed Cherry and it was an entirely green sensation, like rats in a cornfield.

They spent the night having entirely green sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
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and before you ask: NO, i'm not any crazier than usual. i went here to create this drabble! it's fun!

and pictures! The Slut Hut! or my apartment. still decorating and organizing.

i'm better and back, bitches!

my fever burning behind the eyes is gone. it was replaced by a cold last night. but i took what i'm almost certain was a sinus pill, and i'm A-OK today. i'm loving my new place. i feel all snooty and grown-up. it's a gated apartment complex and i have a fancy parking decal and a mailbox! i've got an address! part of the city now, and not just the school! me and T [my only roomie and also my besite which is very convenient] have decorated really cutely and trashed the place each weekend for "hanging out" with our friends who don't have a place suitable for entertaining like ours. there's a growing little chain of liquor bottles at the top of our cabinets like a trophy case. we have a Netflix subscription and have been watching season-after-season of SATC. i baked a cake in our new full kitchen with new appliances and marble counters. it's edible; i tried it!

school is back in full swing and all of my classes are depressing. my economics professor ends each class with a note about melting glaciers in 40 years. it makes me not want to have children and commit suicide before things get worse.

my man left for the Inauguration this morning. i'm proud of him and his school's orchestra: they get to play for the Chief Executive! here's a little note he left me this morning:

I am getting more excited about our trip the closer it gets. We got an unexpected check from the Alumni Association for our concert this morning. We will get to use the money for spending cash. I will now be able to afford to go to the official inaugural ball. We sounded great at rehearsal tonight. I am super excited. I may not have access to the internet while I'm up there. I will call you. I am looking forward to valentine's day. We will have to come up with a plan for something to do. I miss you and love you. I will call you when I get into the hotel tomorrow night. and I was joking about the cake. I'm proud of you. I'm sure it was amazing or at least edible.

aww, right?

and here's more positiveness when i really appreciate it these days:

• a clean apartment
• my new vibrator
• my man telling me that he feels like i'm the woman that he's supposed to be with!
• cheap, cute clothes to make me feel pretty
• my real hair which is way down my back now thanks to the weaving
• coffee that i made myself and the feeling of that five dollars still in my pockets
• Radiohead
• vintage hairdos that do not go out of style
• Hope. Change. Woman Love & Activism (yes, i'm a BIG one of those F-words!!!)

ciao!

2008 review via a silly survey

this little survey is all over the blogging world. use it to review your year!
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1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
get parking tickets :(

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
of course i didn't. i can't even remember them. mine for next year make more sense, such as to stay smoke-free and such.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
my best friend's sister!!! an October baby.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
my high school aged cousin did. on my birthday. yep.

5. What countries did you visit?
none yet! although parts of my hometown are starting to look a little foreign.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
peace of mind! and a wonderful, pretty man to look at and touch inappropriately. oh, wait..

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
my birthday because of a very, unfortunate and heartbreaking event.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
being completely independent of my folks!

9. What was your biggest failure?
i honestly can't consider ANYTHING a failure. how sweet is that?

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
i just recently had a terrible cold. my back hurts really, REALLY bad now, but i know exactly why ;)

11. What was the best thing you bought?
my apartment, duh.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
some Southern republicans. honestly. just yes. [/sarcasm]

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
aww, but i was already a bitch in question 12!

14. Where did most of your money go?
pitas with feta and hot sauce, index cards. that's it.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
some big nosed loser :)

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
anything Timbaland for a silly reason, but that entire album is burned into my brain now!

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

i. happier or sadder?
a helluva lot happier.

ii. thinner or fatter?
thinner, if it's even possible!!!

iii. richer or poorer?
poorer. this is a recession folks, and the tuition spike has been no joke. not to mention my eating habits.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
going out. not necessarily partying, but just experiencing life outside of the chemistry building.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
watching virals on Youtube. maybe.

20. How did you spend Christmas?
watching the kiddies go insane. taking photos. drinking. letting the "holiday spirit" take over me and my boyfriend in the dark!

22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
yes, ma'am.

23. How many one-night stands?
eh, i haven't been the biggest fan of one-night-standing guys these days. i won't answer this question.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
SATC. hands down.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
nope. not at all. in fact, i most definitely "hate" less people.

26. What was the best book you read this year?
i haven't had much time to read for pleasure, but Blood and Gold by Anne Rice is pretty sweet.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
HIM perhaps. or Bon Jovi.

28. What did you want and get?
pink stuff!!! how can you go wrongly?!

29. What did you want and not get?
rich.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
The Dark Knight is a good answer, isn't it? why so serious?

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
i was 20. i went home and played with my little cousin who was turning 7 on the same day. i heard about my other cousin dying. i lost my mind and i drank a helluva lot at the state fair.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
an OhMiBod musically operated vibe.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
thrifty and chic. basic and sexy like french women!

34. What kept you sane?
i did, bitches!!! by reading, pilates class, and masturbation.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
seriously?

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
Prop 8.

37. Who did you miss?
only people who deserve to be missed, and there aren't a lot of folks in my inner circle these days. it's great, though. i'm turning into a snooty bitch who doesn't like my time wasted by Jokes.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
this big, beautiful, tall, blonde man with pretty blue eyes and amazing kisses. him.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.
it goes on.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way!"--Frank Sinatra in "My Way"

nursery pr0n!

haven't blogged in a while for reasons that should either fill you with envy or send you straight to Hell! just kidding about the Hell part.. maybe. i did have sex in a nursery about three times in one night, but this is scandalous and tacky at the most--not unforgivable. i'm really, really hoping that this is the case, that is.

'tis Xmas Eve which means increasingly less for me now that i'm getting older; i'm enjoying watching the kiddies have as much fun as i used to. all i want these days is some wine and the vague light that is my near future: having house parties at me and my bestie's apartment and more sex in less guilt-inducing places.

my uncle saw my ex boyfriend out someplace with some "ugly, skinny little girl" which was a random funny note of my night. everybody laughed at his story and then he threatened my current boyfriend with his rifles and his spades-playing skills. this means that he likes him. that's how we do it.

i could go on about how great it feels to have someone in my life who sees in me what i see in myself, but i'll spare everyone. i WILL say, however, that he changed my car tire out in the freezing cold when i had a flat. this is exactly what a real man is supposed to do, and i'm still trying to get used to it. everyone is pleased.
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now:

• i've been Tagged, but i've lost the post of the person who tagged me!!! i apologize. it's a lot of fun when people can remember these things, though. it's a great way to get exposure and link exchanges. sorry i suck so bad! remind me, whoever took the time to tag me, and i will refuse to forget for next time! so, so sorry... my mind has been all over the place.

• and while i'm remembering things, i'm doing my friend Bruce a favor! he is greatness incarnate as a DJ and here is a link to some of that greatness. it's good stuff. has to be. now you have something to at least fill in some of your bored, idle time. you're welcome.
  

Happy Holidays again! did you see my cutie .gif [or maybe it's a .png] of Jack Skellngton in a Sandy Claws outfit a couple of posts back?! i'm broke and this is all i can afford to give anyone this year!

ciao.

Happy Holidays!

i'm on break again, and i won't be blogging as i regularly do for the most pathetic of reasons: i'll be having too much fun back home! i'm a sucker, i know.

i'll be enjoying my vacation with some very cool people doing some very cool things. winter camping among other things should be pretty awesome. anyways, i will be checking in and out within my blog network to comment and to be semi-active and you better make it worth it! i know that you will.

and from me to you: enjoy your own Holiday season! take pictures and tell stories--i wanna know what's going on! i can tell you that i will be somewhat occupied with a blue-eyed mister for a while. yesss!

Happy Holidays and talk to you soon!
--C

frenching and flirting.

"thanks" to all of you lovelies who actually read all of my absent rambles and entertain me with your compliments. know that you are responsible for making me smile from day to day! i'm leaving for home tomorrow with my mom and dad and i might not get around to being near a computer as often as i would like to [or i might. who knows?]. but don't you worry, i'll return full force after this short break.

and now for some blogging:

French Week was celebrated recently on my campus and i had a blast. a bunch of high school Francophiles Frenchers came to visit and to participate in our activities. i baked cupcakes [French Vanilla, oh la la] for fundraising and apparently the things were good; they sold out in two hours. yay! no one got food poisoning. that definitely would not be chic.

there was a French dinner at a swank restaurant just out of town and the whole French Club went. a very nice boy drove me and sat next to me.  he was very polite and tall ;)   the whole affair was nice. the president of the club complimented my dress. the food was exotic and delicious. the company was delightful because everyone was full of wine and fried cheese.  here are a few photos. there are a cute crimson shirt that says "Kiss me. I speak French," vanity shots of myself, and pretty displays of the meal. 

ciao! i'll be back soon for a possible Twilight review and to describe how i'm absolutely sure that my Literature professor now knows that i'm in love with him. i didn't giggle and blush at him about a subject completely tangent to the course material, at all.

Happy Thanksgiving! 

i'm off for home where some amazing folks are!

babe, you can't capture this.

nah, babe don't try. not even with a camera.

my H'ween pwned all. there was a guy dressed as what i thought was a car crash victim, but he was indeed the Stock Market. there were plenty of political figures [one Obama had devil horns] and Ledger!Jokers as predictable. campus was crazy. just imagine hundreds of freakily-dressed young adults coming out the library, grabbing food from the cafe, waving bye to their professors with Jason masks on.

i froze my booty off. my pirate costume was an experiment to discover how naked i could get without getting pneumonia in my butthole. it worked and i'm alive to blog about it. i thought it was cute and so did several other people [guys and girls]. you can only get away with this stuff one night out of the year, folks, and i'm a professional. careful, it burns to the touch.

the parties were especially enjoyable. it resembled intense raving because this is not only Halloween weekend but Homecoming weekend as well. i don't even remember what bands were playing because they all had on masks and wigs.. one guy dressed as a crackhead tried to get me to sniff his powdery-coated hand when i asked for a beer. it was suspicious, but turns out it was just Altoids. you can't blame my apprehensiveness;  i can't afford a roofie accident before my Organic test! 

i got pictures with some slick-dressed special ones. i will link the photo albumn. i can't remember who all i kissed. i took some drags off of some poor girl's cigarette. when i forgot that it belonged to her and not me and started to walk away, she ran after me in her soldier's costume and asked for it back. that's a smoker for you. they'll hunt you down to puff at the filter.

quotes of the night:

"yeah, she danced with him and i stood there awkwardly with Hilary Clinton."

"aww, we should have taken more pictures with that crackhead!"

"hey let's take a picture! can you strangle me a little bit?!"

and what was your night like? please please please link any albumns, photos that you have. have any crazy stories for me? a secret?  watch any lovely movies that i should see? kiss a cute boy or girl? i seriously want to know because H'ween is my favorite holiday and autumn is my favorite time of year. make my day.

this is my insanity from this time of year: 

Let's do the Time Warp Again!

ciao, mes chers.

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and i'm making this a two-fold post, darlings. this is the selfish MemeMeme part. i just have to say that i am in love with myself; this is the romance of my lifetime. and i'm lucky that other people in my life can love me, as well. i don't have to pretend to be someone else for any reason and no one else can be quite exactly me [not that they should want that anyway]. i don't have any babies [headaches /possible heartaches / stretch marks] to split my time and expenses on. i don't have the insecurity that i used to have, and i don't spend all of my time talking about other people who shouldn't be important to me anymore now that i'm a big girl who should have an established life elsewhere and independent of immature bullshit. i've really grown up. there is no reason why this lady needs to obsess and to be possessed by a bunch of shtuff in her past when life is pulling her a new direction! anything less would just be sad. i just pulled an A on my Cell Bio exam. my professor shook my hand at our meeting and can write a recommendation for me. my family is strong and behind me 100 percent. they would never leave alone, abandon me just because i'm an adult, or kick me out of the house. i have other worthy people in my corner, Team Cherry, who can support me at my bad times. i have God [yeah, i said it]. i have denis leary to masturbate over tonight! i'm such a favored girly these days! 

and this isn't even an ounce sarcastic! i haven't seen this clearly in a while and i'll tell you that it has to do a lot with spirituality and God, if you care for such stuff. i feel extra lucky and fabulous. everything that i'm touching is turning into gold and the Hell that tried to hold me back is now my pink feather and lace-adorned footstool. 

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H'ween!

yaaaay! the day is upon us. i remember River Pheonix [RIP]. way before Heath Ledger and after James Dean there was River Pheonix. i feel old, but then again, i AM a proud product of the 80s.

i've already been celebrating. yesterday was the Rocky Horror Picture Show showing at my campus. i wore underwear and combat boots. met a couple of trannies from my home state. can't say their names or post their pictures because they work for the Air Force [one is a cop from back home, the other is a mental health tech] and i don't know if our government wants to be associated with two fellows who look good in drag and who can wear heels better than i can. if you haven't seen the RHPS, please go do it! Dr. F is love! Oh, Rocky..

almost got arrested for looking like a trashy whore. went a bit further and stood on a street corner with my extendable cigarette holder and stuck my thumb out to the oncoming traffic with the trannies. got lots of honks and folks driving around in circles to look at [what they thought were] three ladies. if a cop had stopped us, i would have laughed my petite booty off because one of us was a cop. how weird would that have been?! "uh, yes, officer. i'm a state trooper for the next state over, actually.. so..."

i've got to get together a new costume for tonight. i've got to wake up. and i've put together the pieces of the puzzle. i was very literally drooling at the thought of beaucoup men over the past few weeks not because i am a boy-crazy, superficial dumb girl, but because i was ovulating! nice! so i don't feel bad about admitting to my wet dream starring denis leary. mm, mm, mmm. i love big ole tall lanky men.

a very pretty girl bummed me a cigarette at my job. i've been losing weight like crazy; i can't even fill out the back of my pants! that's kinda no good. i only have one class today and then the games begin. tomorrow is Homecoming. i have so many pictures to upload.

Have a Happy Halloween! Be careful! Don't overdose on prescriptions! Don't get arrested! Upload your pictures and share your night with me!

i ♥ autumn.

this is indeed again the hackneyed "i ♥ the fall" post that i drabble out every year. this one will be in which i fail at connecting all of my favorite things, which are all conveniently linked during this wonderful time of year. 

despite my being a damned Yankee, there is still some salvation in this time of year for me. the weather is finally dipping below 80 degrees; 78 does count, doesn't it? when there is a wind, it's lovely. i swear that October has the best wind.. the evenings are more beautiful. the moon is more round and mysterious than ever. makes you understand why it's likened to a woman--its article in other languages is feminine and i know why when i just look up. i can snuggle up in toe socks and watch all of my favorite Halloween movies for nights in a row. there is the sate fair back home, there's my birthday, and of course--there's my favorite night of the whole year!

i should really do the Anne Rice Vampire Lestat Fan Club Ball this year. i swear, for one of her biggest fans, i never used my proximity to NOLA to my advantage.  gosh, it would be nice to finally maybe meet her and have her sign one of the many, many books of hers that i've managed to collect in the last five or so years. i need to dust off my 18th century vampire costume and meet some of the other coolest people on the planet  for an evening of fangs and and photos. Anne Rice is good vampire literature. After Stoker comes Rice, but I'm going to get into Twilight soon, i promise. i hear that it's amazing.

as for the actual DAY [or night] that is most important this month, im getting a little anxious. i'm not at home to go all out with decor and i don't know the first thing to do with my apartment. i still don't have a costume!!! what about The Rocky Horror Picture Show? what am i wearing then? yeah, i'm still female under all of my androgen. okay, Harley Quinn for Halloween and Miranda for the RHPS? a Transylvanian, perhaps? oh, Rocky.. a bonfire this year? a house party?

yeah, i'm having a geek-out. deal with it. i have to watch Tim Burton's Nightmare at least once. i also wouldn't mind Beetlejuice, Batman, etc.  i have to support my favorite producer / director. you should come over! i have the most random, yet amazing string of movie nights, ever. and the weather is so perfect for having a boy to wrap his arms around you and buy you coffee!! [i just met a beautiful boy who lives across from me. he called me ma'am when he held the door open for me.. he's a southern gentleman and not a bigot, but i usually go for taller ones, though. ]

screw that! i can wrap my arms around myself and make my own coffee! it's got to be this October moon getting to me!

Lestat et Louis speak the truth!

:)

i think i have a date set up for tomorrow, actually, later today! i just have to relate how glad i am that my nails are long, golden, and sparkly. my makeup will be immaculate so that my eyes seem extra endless and luxe, dark. my hair.. i think that i'm going to style my real hair into some seductive updo. i have shaven limbs, lots of sparkles for my body, and breezy dresses and skirts!

still don't like the skank, but my bro's happiness is first, even if it's wrongly secured.

i could punch that skank-ho in her face.

seriously, yo guys in a Homestarrunner-esque way. this post is going to be long, only because i have more to say than how much i love/hate your mother.

today was the occasion of my little bros' class day ceremony. it was ghetto-fabulous: full of mothers in read weaves, cat calls and hollering, constant camera flash, and vague accomplishments of the maybe graduates along the lines of, "he's active in church and loves his mother!" even "he loves to eat!" my bros were no exception; maybe even the worst of the worst of the day. no matter; they made it! or maybe.. half of the so-called senior class is failing. i wont go and compare it all to MY OWN high school days [ROLL BLUE!], because there is NO comparison and it evades my issue for expressing.

so the massacre of ceremony ends and i run away to find my bros. one is eating cookies from the recessional and fraternizing with his geek friends, the other is surely off flirting with some undeserving, gold-digging whore. my suspicions were confirmed and i found him with the skank-ho.
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background about the skank-ho:
-she is set on not dating my brother. when she had a boyfriend, my bro was stupid enough to put his life in danger and see the girl because he loves her. buy her real jewelry, take her out all across town, and find other ways to giver her our money that should be conserved for rent, gas, food, etc. she would of course accept the the attention and never made a move towards breaking up with her then-boyfriend, even if she admitted that he wasn't treating her right! now that she doesn't have a boyfriend, the girl, still uses my brother for his compassion and cash and doesn't commit and make it official. keeps him close enough to hurt him and make him pay for shit. she's a whore and my bro is stupid. i have to watch my little bro deal with this confusion and angst EVERY DAY... who knows how many times he's cried?.. it's a common game and i don't hate a woman for pulling it--just don't do it to MY little bro.
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in the mix of other dumbass maybe graduates, she [skank] keeps her distance from me [smart girl] and i realized that when i looked up she was not only holding my cell phone that i had let my bro borrow, but she was actually talking on it!!!! putting her bad skin and makeup on the buttons and doing that annoying thing where you hold the phone and move it from your mouth to your ear constantly when you talk. it was SO not a weekend and i don't know if she was calling an ATT user, or not... i got pissed and yelled to my bro, "i don't want her using my phone! give me my phone back." the girl obviously got the message and froze in a loss for a next move. i didn't have my phone back in the next seconds, so i got between the two, waited for her to complete her call over her shoulder, allowed to bro to take the phone back, and SNATCHED it from his hands.

also, before leaving i let it known that he doesn't need to let his "little friends" use my property because he and they, especially don't pay for it--all while she was standing next to him. and this occurred only after i stared her up and down and gave her a handful of eye rolls. at least i didn't follow my deepest desires and yank her hair around so that her head whips around to my face.. and give her a good, long look in the eyes. "you, bitch.. don't pull this with mine. he's stupid and you stink."

i eventually apologized for embarrassing my brother and making him feel small. i even considered apologizing to the skank to her face.. see the thing is, i know how it felt when laurie, larry's sister, never liked me, disrespected me and larry, and eventually tried to fight me. nevermind what larry didn't do to fix it when i did nothing wrong at first. i just know that it wasn't a good feeling.. even my idiot bro recognized my vice and felt offended that i would treat the lady that he loves like that. hmmmm... and she doesn't even love my brother back! with me and the ex, i was INFATUATED with him. i loved him, wanted to marry him, all of that and look what he did for me. just an example of how i know that my standards aren't crazy. if a dumbass knows right from wrong, how smart is someone who can disagree and then rationalize the bullshit?

i love my brother and i dont appreciate what the skank is doing. i loved larry and his sister just didn't like me because i loved him madly in my own way. but this isn't a post about him or his sister and her bastard baby. this is me and my account of me. this is me, so it's truth.

clicking the Publish button now.

i really wanna fuck somethin'.

haha. that's the college girl syndrome escaping me. i love it when men are men, when there is good music playing, and when i remember that i have a receptive vagina.

i'm back home for summer! what does it mean? you tell me.. prolly lots of illegal stuff and tiring drama.

right now, i'm enjoying some good music and comfortable furniture. also, i'm having some good conversation with the steam cleaner guy, W. i have post about the "date" we had when my claws aren't as long. it was cute; he was cute. i ate popcorn [more than he did, actually] and laughed my ass off at a funny movie with glitter between my thighs.

i ♥ men.

i ♥ men of colour:
how can one not when exposed to the face of marc minardi [i'm reducing to my twelve year old, teeny-bopper self] or even someone else that i happen to know personally. no names; he's an Adonis of Arabic-speaking men, i'll say. now that i'm single, i'm getting the chance to pause and experience, for the first time in a while, the feeling of EXPLORING men. i mean, taking the time to pause and actually smile just because a butt is cute or the cologne is nice. its wonderful having the option to look at butts that aren't in pajamas 24/7. nice to actually use my biological tricks and get the fun attention that i deserve: winking at a suave man who is smiling back at me. wearing my little black dress and one pair of pumps or another to a classy bar and eyeing the prospects, all smartly dressed, deliciously smelling, tall, tight-assed, and dark skinned.

if you haven't guessed after my short survey, i like the butts! the facial hair, the broad chests.. finally growing out of having such a narrow preference for the lanky, pale ones. i have a wider real of adoration now and it's all thanks to some random, recent event. it's deliciously naughty and i'll share when i have more time to. all involving an olive-skinned, Arabian man with a degree and a cute ass.

i'm putting on a pair of pumps right now.. i've spritzed perfume in all of the right places: the cleavage, the pulse spots, between my thighs. i have a tight, little party dress and clean hair. my makeup is always flawless, whether i go out or not.

i really DO have to go now. tonight is sure to be enjoyable, if not completely memorable and worth it.