Neither Domineco Dolce nor Stefano Gabbana are very attractive men.  I suppose Gabbana is slightly more handsome in that vague forty-something, overly-tanned Eurotrash sort of way.  But I was a little disgusted at the ten-page spread of the two of them in various states of undress, all the while groping young, muscled men.

Thanks, W.

My cat is in heat.  I was not prepared, having never owned a feline companion before ( Read more... )

Whoo-hoo.  Go Team!  Score a lot of goals!  Play grabass in the locker room! 

Two people have told me that I look very similar to a contestant on Top Design, Michael Adams.  I did not watch the show, but I did google this person today ( Read more... )

I've been really good at saving my money for the past year.

Last night I dropped a lot of money online at Apple, tonight a lot more at Neiman Marcus.

I'm officially super queer and broke.

Not that I should have expected any different, but the Dustin Diamond sex tape was more disgusting than I could have ever prepared for.

So, Sprint's really gay, and apparently, so am I.  The guy told me the wrong phone number as my number.  And I gave it out to everyone.

It's actually 352 256 7402.

Our bad.

New phone, new number blah blah blah.

352 256 7402.

save it.

So...where to begin.

I'm doing okay, truthfully.  I hadn't been most past few days.  Grief is odd, it comes and goes rapidly.  This afternoon we had the memorial service, and it went really well.  I didn't lose it until the end when I just ran into the church narthex and had to sob for a few minutes.  And then it was over.  And I felt better.

It's ( Read more... )

I need this to be brief ( Read more... )