Music tonight: People covering the Supremes on the radio
Drinking tonight: fresh mint tea with honey... hope it's good for my throat.
Sunday, Jun. 13, 2004 - 12:45 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Lemmings and Kitties and Hummingbirds too.
I am coming down with a cold again. My immune system doesn't seem too tiptop, since I had a cold half of May grrrr. I've got that scratchy burny feeling at the back of my throat up into the back of my nose that bodes not well at all. And that explains why I feel so draggy yesterday and today. Ahhhhh we SEEEEE now!
Well, I'm not going out anywhere today (Saturday) despite having invites to a fetish girl's clothing and toy swap this afternoon, a fireworks get together (International Fireworks Competition here all June/July in Montreal) tonight, and a friend's birthday (not a good friend like Hotsauce, whose birthday I couldn't miss, but rather a Fetish Cafe acquaintance sort of friend... his 40th. But most of my friends will be there)
There are just too many happenings in June. Everything class or school related has its year end things, all summer things are starting, it is insane. I used to get totally freaked out here in Montreal when I was in my early twenties... I felt so overwhelmed by things I wanted to see and do it felt like I was always missing something important. Yay for more of my "time panic" I used to have all the time.
So, here I am working at home.
I give you a slight taste of proof... in the form of the few colored Far North drawings I have actually completed... vs the large full-page ones where there are elements colored in and others half-completed and parts of white paper untouched, not to mention no pencil lines.
You can look back at the sketches to see a few of them before coloring. I am not THE happiest with the lemmings, but they are not going to be redone. In real life the colors are a bit lighter than what you probably see on your screen.
Look at my hilarious horoscope for today, Saturday!!:
Here is my horoscope for Saturday, June 12:They are SO FUNNY! Well, first of all, I am not going out anywhere, and I am not being charming. I suppose I did give a hand and neck massage to the nice friend who usually makes eyes at me, who drove my stuff (chair etc) home from the cabaret this afternoon. We had breakfast and chatted for a long while. But yeah, lethal charm. WHAAAHHHAAAAHHHAAAAHHHAAAAHHAAAAA!!!
And no, not a single person actually flirted with me last night. An old friend grabbed my butt, but despite the fact that I think she is incredibly hot (mulatto girl with shaved head, muscular as heck, sort of butchy, dressed kind of like a musqueteer herself) and I said "I'm single" when she was asking me "anyone on stage you know who is single? Know anyone single? I'm looking for someone single"... nothing came of it at all. She just talked loudly at me while I massaged til she hooked up with a girl who was .... single. Last I saw they were sitting on eachother and holding hands walking around the room. Sigh. I guess I am just NOT her type.
Well, off to work. lethal charm. cough sneeze sputter.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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