Vibrant.(Still) Unrepentant. Badass. Old. Queer

Yesterday ... I went to work. I had happy hour with friends. I drank too much (four tom collinses). I may (or may not) have made out with a guy who I used to date, who (later that evening) may (or may not) have made out with another guy in our group who I thought was rillyrilly cute. Except I left early. Because I was a little drunk. So, rillyrilly cute guy became Fair Game. I started texting guys in my phone who I haven't texted in a longlong time. Some of them texted back. I watched "Despicable Me." I went to bed. Today ... I woke up. I managed to get out of bed. I may (or may not) have been a little overhung. I walked to the Whole Foods. I baked cookies. 3 dozen peanut butter cookies. Almost 5 dozen snickerdoodles. I used my new kitchenaid standmixer. It's red.  My new shoes arrived. They are also red. One dozen of the snickerdoodles cooked for too long. They are like brickerdoodles.  I tried to take a nap. I couldn't sleep. I wat...

Good Morning, Kittens. If you're friends with me on facebook, you may have already seen this, but I'm going to share it again anyway. Yesterday, after working (nearly) a full day (!) and deciding to walk home from the metro station (mistake!), this is what I saw (or didn't see, actually): Where have all the sunflowers gone? Apparently, our yardguy got a little carried away and -in addition to trimming all our hedges (which look very nice now)- he mistook my over 6-foot tall just-starting-to-bud sunflower plants as some sort of vicious weed. A vicious weed that had been planted from seed in a very, neat (well, neat-ish) line and carefully tended to (well, sort of carefully tended to) all Summer long. Needless to say, I was very upset. I was really looking forward to seeing them bloom. I had almost given up hope that they would, but a few days ago, I noticed they were starting to bud. Well, as they say, no use crying over slaughtered sunflowers. At least I got a photo of o...