"God Answers prayers. It's just that sometimes the answer is no."

Others, it's yes.

Ah, Halloween. Let me tell the tale...

Parties parties parties. Had to make an appearance at like 6 parties. Only I didn't have a costume. Will was the killer from Scream (again ). So I ended up wearing black pants and a white sexy shirt. I did cats eyes in white, and wore large hoop earrings. I also wore a sexy scarf around my neck and put my  Ralph Lauren shades on my head. Oh yeah. I chopped my hair off too, which completed the look.

Ryan at 107.5 invited us to club orion, so we decided to make an appearance. Got in for free, of course. Slapped on some wrist bands and away we went. Ran into some cool people I knew from my internship days. Jeff tickeled me. Too bad he's a jerk most of the time.

After that, we went to this thing on tate street. Ran into Sherrill, Dave Day, Thomas, Gracie, Davey and some other random people. So we hung out there and had some drinks with Sherrill and Dave while listening to the bands play. It was fun. There were tons of people in the street (the street was blocked off), and there were parties going on in apartments above the shops.

Then it was off to Kyle's party. Kyle was dressed as a very fabulous woman. This made me happy. Donatella Versace was there too. As well as a fire fighter who shall remain nameless (more so because I don't actually remember his name).

Kyle's was fun, but we had a last minute invite to another party. Sherrill and Dave were going to meet us there because they were going to a party above a shop where there were gunna be lesbians making out on the floor. Not my bag. So Will and I went to the throw down on Glenwood. Ran into some people that I knew. Hung out on the porch and smoked. Met a cool guy named Mike. Oooh! And Ron Jeremy was there! It was great to finally see him in the flesh. And there was some old dude that was drunk and talking to himself on the porch. He ended up dancing with a dead nurse. Maybe he got lucky.

By this time, we had hit  4 parties (leaving 2 out), and it was about to 2am. Time to go home. We dropped drunken Sherrill off at his place, and then drove Dave to another bar. He was still hoping to see the lesies go at it on the floor of that party.

Quite a crazy nite, eh. We didn't pay for a thing, which made both of us happy. And we looked dead sexy! Isn't that always the point, anyway?

Hope your Halloween was as crazy as mine.

See ya later, kitty cat.

I just came back from the convenient store. I had taken Will to class in a hurry, and didn't put on a bra. Now, 2 years ago this would have been a huge issue, but not now. Anyway. Not the point. So after taking him to class I stopped by the convenient store to pic up some yummy cappuccino (Mmmm nummy cinnamon bun). So, I park in front of the joint, and put shoes on (I had been driving barefoot), and go braless into the store. And there, standing infront of the steamy, sweet treasure was a cop.

She was just leaning up against the cappuccino machine. All up in my way. I felt naughty.  Is it illegal to talk to a cop while braless?

So ontop of being braless, I had parked illegally infront of the store, and driven without shoes which is also illegal. I'm sure I had also been speeding before I got there, whlie disturbing the peace with my loud music.

Fuck me. I just wanted a cappuccino.

I went on an interview today at an Urgent Care place, and (I kid you not), Danny Bonaducci was trying to get medical attention under the name of Robert Paulson.

True story.