Y'know, I don't understand why people complain about these dreams. Mine are kinda kickass - there's this girl with Mayan tattoos on her hips, and damn, the things she can do...
Our good friend Lorenzo is letting us watch the Games and most likely drink ourselves stupid in the process at the Black Cat Lounge. We've got a lot of friends competing, and they need our support, even if it's drunken support half a world away at eleven in the morning.
Who said this uncomfortable weather could move in and stay awhile? Pretty sure I put my very own extra special hole in the ozone layer with all the hair product I used this morning. And please, no finger wagging at the implied over importance of vanity because I already know, okay?
Yeah, yeah enough of the princess crap. Back to work it is.
I have a confession to make I'm a Big Brother junkie. I DVR the show and the After Dark. Though I'm not so addicted that I've purchased the live feeds.
Anyway, Ashley (one of the house guests) said something that made me think of a net post I saw the other day about the dreams. She wants to turn Cara (another house guest) into a My Little Pony and carry her around in her pocket.