Still reeling from last month's disaster and facing our potential destruction as a business, my bookstore did the only thing my crazy boss could think of.

We bought a puppy.

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I find this confusing (but adorable) for many reasons, one of which being that LLAMAS ARE THE ULTIMATE.


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I finally got the internet hooked back up after the five-day hiatus caused by lightning striking our transformer. Yay me.

So.

A little after two this morning, the security company calls my boss and says all the alarms are going off. She calls Nancy, who lives closer to the store, and Nancy puts on jeans over her pajamas and drives down there to let the police in, thinking its something dumb that has set them off (don't laugh, we had decorations set off the motion ( Read more... )

So my boss just called.

The ceiling of the bookstore has fucking caved in.

At the beach weather is beautiful STOP

Will sit in the sand and play Sudoku STOP

and drink margaritas until I can't see straight STOP

Please direct all questions in my absence STOP

To my cellphone or email inbox END TRANSMISSION

SO MANY BONERZ

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I don't know if I hate the entirety of Out Magazine, or if I just hate Michael Musto. Either way, I am basically spitting mad about the new issue with the so-called 'Power 50', the list of the 50 most powerful gay men and women in America. So mad about it I haven't been able to articulate the anger for a good three days ( Read more... )

In light of recent events, I want to give a little piece of advice to everyone.

When you see a good friend, and the conversation goes like this:

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