Last night I got a voice mail message from my "brother" Drool, who is marrying the gal of his dreams next week in the great state of Kentucky.

"Hey Vlvt, I need to talk to you about the seating arrangement. Gal and I want to do something, and I hope you agree, well, because we already did it. So, call me and we hope you think it's as hilarious as we ( Read more... )

When Taylor met Lindsay

I feel like this could have been a shot of Kate Moss (or Jaime King) and Courtney Love in 1991.

On an aside - my heart is officially hurting when I see photos of Lohan now. I know that only she can truly help herself, but no one is letting her know that she has the ability to get out of whatever she's in. This girl is dying, ( Read more... )

A very example of a rule that should absolutely be broken:

I just filled in a form online, and where I was not required to give my full address (or even my full name), I still needed to choose a Title/Salutation.  This pisses me off to no fucking end. I am not a Mrs., nor am I a Mr. I am certainly not a Miss and while I have read Ms., the title ( Read more... )

First, today's Free Will Astrology:


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I bought my annual Birthday Gift to Me today. Replacement manual SLR camera kit, off of Ebay for next to NOTHING. Includes lenses, filters, flashes, and bag.

Even if it needs servicing (and I'm sure it will), I will still have saved a ton of money off of a new one.

And, as a double special bonus, Kells Bells has offered up her old darkroom equipment ( Read more... )

In honor of my birthday, I'm answering the questions of the "Proust Questionnaire" from "Inside the Actors Studio ( Read more... )

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You know, it's just not the birthday season until I get my annual email from Johnnie Walker.

It's so nice of him to remember, especially since he helps me so often to forget. Thanks, Johnnie.

So, summer is slowly sliding away, another school year has begun, the sun is setting earlier and earlier, and I'll be older than ever in just a few days. I've been napping more and more, and waking up even later, since my bed and the Big Man are conspiring to keep me cozy against the chilly apartment. I'm tired every day, exhausted every night, and ( Read more... )

Heard it on iPie today. Hit "repeat" repeatedly. Felt beautiful and sad all at once.

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( I'll sing for you if you want me to. )