where are my bitches and hos?
Dec. 30th, 2003 01:20 pmsaid in the tone of “Where is the horse and the rider?”...I’m not kidding, I could possibly beat Bernard Hill in terms of tone and pitch, at the moment - my voice is very gravelly.
Update on the plague front - (almost as exciting as the continual reports on AMERICA’S MAD COW EPIDEMIC, news with graphics at 11!), my nose has abdicated to Argentina, where I’m sure it’s enjoying the climate, I’m dressed like Flashdance: the Metamucil years (think beige legwarmers. Beige. Legwarmers.), and I’ve seen enough mindless entertainment and read compulsively bad novels to fill a year’s worth of Shallow Bucket posts....but I’m going to cram it all in this post.
( compulsively bad reading - I venture into the world of Anne Bishop - HEAVY SPOILERS )
Um....I had more, but then my brain sort of went {splooge} and I did see Peter Pan, and I won't say anything about it until February (looks at Juliet), but by February, it'll be Havana Nights, and it'll be All Diego Luna, all the Time.
Oh! This is for Circe, if she wants to use it.
Happy Birthday, and may the Plague leave you.

Is it weird that I have an emotional connection to a penguin with a very large conker?
That'll be Opus, for those of you who don't remember Bloom County....