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

Good Evening, Kittens. I know. I know. I have been remiss in my blogging duties. BUT, I have a good excuse: Life sucks. And who wants to hear bad news?* ANYWAY, so things with J have been in a holding pattern whilst he recovers from a rather unpleasant illness ... which explains why he was AWOL for the past week. I have learned that, when someone to whom I am becoming emotionally attached drops off the face of the planet, I become a Crazy Stress Monster. Combine that with a Helluva Shitstorm happening at work (that may -or may not- involve me leaving my position .... mostly b/c I am tired of dealing with the crap ... but I have to find another job first. Tricky) and you have someone (meaning me) who spent the latter part of the week and most of the weekend in a boozy boozy haze of booziness (not during the workday, mind you. just after work). On the plus side, out of desperation sprung a fantastic new (to me) cocktail. A riff on Gayprof's fab Tequila Gimlet (2 oz tequila, ...

Good Morning, Kittens! Do you know what I need? A Job! Well, yes, but besides that. More Bourbon! Um, yes, besides that, too. A Winning Lottery Ticket! Um ... Oh! Oh! A fabulous hair cut! YES! That's it! And, that's where I'm heading this morning. VUBOQ needs a little time with the Colornatrix. Hurrah! I can't wait to tell her that her cut was the Talk of Detroit. Yesterday was an Exercise in Ineffectiveness*. I pretty much spent the day either (a) on the sofa or (b) napping. I did find several jobs to which I would like to apply. Perhaps, I will do that later today. I am getting a little frustrated with the whole unemployment thing, especially the unresponsiveness of certain parties. I have emailed. Should I call? Am I being too pushy? Too impatient? Is it a plus to seem that way? Or a minus? GAH. MegaMillions is at $250 Million. Have a great day! *smooches* *Although not entirely, I did manage to make the Roommate stomp from the living room because I d...

Good Morning, Kittens. At least one member of this household appreciates having all this extra crap in the living room ... Not much exciting going on. Having 2 apartment's worth of stuff shoved in my house is stressing me out. Add to that having a roommate. AND an extremely needy guy who won't stop calling and my head could explode at any moment. Last night, I ordered a pizza (spinach, feta, tomato) and opened a bottle of cava. Mmm. I toasted Y, "Congratulations on your new job in NYC. Now, get your fucking dissertation done." On the bright side, CNTBD is supposed to come by today to drop off some of his homemade gazpacho. YUM! Happy Happy! Do you think cinnamon basil-infused vodka would be any good? Have a great day! *smooches*