Well said Linus, well said.

I know it’s been awhile but I have been laz-y when it comes to blogging. I had topics but then questioned whether or not I wanted to put them out there. Not that I have huge readership, thank Bob. But some of my behavior of late has been uh, less then stellar. I don’t know what to say on that other than damn do I get mouthy (in an I love you all, you’re all gorgeous kind of way) when I’m drinking. I guess the logic would be not to drink so much. You can totally “DUH” me anytime. S’alright, I can take it.

I’m told I’m going to have to quit such vices anyway. Seems I have hypertension. Being on the pill and smoking makes me a stroke waiting to happen. Whee. Without drinking and smoking I’m left with cussing like a sailor and that is IT. Where’s the fun in that?

The marine ball is next week. I plan on getting waxed again. I did it once before here. I learned that skin WILL come off your armpit along with hair if you’re not careful. I also learned that even if you CAN have certain places on yourself waxed, it doesn’t necessarily mean you should. But with the legs and pits it’s pretty cool cuz I always miss spots when I shave. I bought a new dress for the ball. Pretty navy blue, tea length, strapless piece I fell in love with online. If you guessed my boobs are too big to stuff into it, you win one of those mirrors like at the carnival that have “Rolling Stones” lips or a pot leaf on it. Ok I’m kidding. But yea, it’s too small in the bust and too late to send it back. I’ll just recycle the silver one from the year before last. My boobs are now too small for that one so I had to have it taken in. I hate you, boobs.

As you can see, it’s pretty boring in my neck of the woods. Now you know why I’ve been lax about writing.

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