Today is my birthday. Anybody want to help me celebrate it?

Things have been far too quiet here. Cleo, my love, I am bored. That is never good.

I like winter much better with fur.

Daaa nana naaah nananah-nah-na-nah-nah!

I freaking love SWAT. Totally having an action movie slick. All the balsawood and explosions you can stand, bring the popcorn.

I think I need to take a leave of absence.

Confoundinations.

If someone happens upon a sense of gravity, I consternly admit it be my possession and I shall collected from you at my easiest convenience.


Now, crossing the street with a center of gravity. This is be interesting...

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I know the sign of a good New Year's party is waking up in someone else's clothes but it's still really unnerving.

And I'm certain he doesn't wear this style....

I am hosting a New Year's eve celebration at all of my clubs. Everyone is invited.

PAPA! MAMA! HAPPY WIN'OL!

Caesar, my love...

The new one? I want to carve open his chest and suck the blood from his heart. He's pretty.

Current Mood: creative

And here I was hoping to avoid any colds or the flu.

This is strange. I feel like I'm on Talos again.

Current Mood: confused

Nobody seems to recognize me.

I think I'm gonna like it here. Wherever I am.

Packs of Breathe-Right strips.

Really, you all are bottomless wells of wit.

Hattie and I were discussing pants things and the suggestion of having everyone over for dinner at some point in the near future came up; I suggested possibly for Christmas and she said she'd love to do a Christmas dinner thing.

So...dinner at my place Christmas Eve, y/y?

We can make it pot-luck so no one person is shouldered with the task of cooking for everyone? Let me know what you plan to bring so I can make a list and/or recruit folks for specific things.


It will, at the very least, give me a chance to show some of you the plans for the epic estate I still haven't finalized yet.

Current Mood: curious

Miss Hattie, what is your desire for Christmas?

It's going to be a good Christmas this year.

So, Christmas. Anyone have any big plans? Or any big lack of plans?

( Lee... )

Hagglin' for crawdads got a lot easier now dat de fishmonger's weakness for blonde puffball babies has been tapped. Actually, blond fuzzball babies seem t'be a lot of hardasses' weakness. Now her hair's long enough to be either a mohawk or pigtails dat are more bungie than pigtail.

But I digress, is time for some proper Cajun holiday cookin'.

Best part of the word 'nog' is how funny it gets as you drink it. Also, can be sung to most carols.