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i heart the eagle
i heart zeitgeist
i heart tom of inland
i heart 25th bdays
i heart YOU motherfuckers
and i heart good and rididuclous times with charming people.

this is a crazy life.
gracias.

i so just woke up

hey kids - the radio show now has it's own blog over at unkalynnee.blogspot.com
so head on over and check it out for the track listing...

and finally, a breath

not sure what i expected of my day. but it turned out well, and not exactly what i thought. mostly because i wasn't expecting to not leave the house until 2:30pm and even that was a struggle. ah for more nights that keep me up so late that i have not one bit of guilt for sleeping in. and i didn't even get CRAZY last night, it was just. good.

so today was last minute errands, trying to not feel kinda ill and feeling it anyway, picking up silly cute things. drinking much less coffee than usual and meeting a cornish rex cat for the very first time. random, but very neat. softest fur ever, didn't expect that (fyi rex cats have fur that is similar to poodles and i have wanted one based on my allergies since i was 5 and have never met one in person) sweet old man of a cat.

the mister is fighting ff some ick. turns out some ravioli in non-cream pesto sauce from a couple of days ago may in fact have been dairy-rific and the wheezing and the congestion is in her chest now. so its inhalers and cutting some of the day short to be in the warm house and use the new inhaler and not worry about things getting worse. can't be sick. can't give the ick to the parents in the 80's with the questionable health.

 just finished wrapping the last of the presents, ups didn't deliver some of them today so i have to (pout) shift them into bday presents. dammit there goes the world foiling my plans, my well made virgo plans. oh well. it'll be good. bought some yarn today. want to crochet new things, crochet = meditation = more relaxed, so i start that next tonight. tomorrow is a bake a thon goodness. homemade bread woot woot. i feel relaxed. not profoud. not wise. not really anything except relaxed. later, i may use some clay that the mister bought and try my hand at crafting a doubleheaded kitty like this one

bought the cats dried sardines today for a treat, so far they aint biting. sigh.

oh and if anyone WANTS to get me a gifty, i have huge hard ons for all things at www.devoutdolls.com and the hoody at www.coffeemessiah.com

but those are just obsessions. i really just want love. seriously. material goods are silly.

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again i am struck by the fact that i want to BE dean martin

and realize that there was a time in my life where i was part of a rat packian trio. with the same amount of booze, music and ridiculousness. only then i was the sammy character. but it was all good. and i miss it. sigh.

now, i want to be dean martin.

i guess that means some drag is in order soon
anyone wanna lend me a suit and some good dean stylings?

although, if i do it too well i may just need to fuck myself
then again...