Thursday, October 22, 2009
Ahh...Go-go's- you were so very accurate in your little homage to a brief break from the work day.
(A somewhat short, but still...) VACATION!!!!!
I'm off to San Francisco until Tuesday for a much-needed break from the futility of pushing rocks uphill, AKA "work".
I get to see my sister for two days in the place that people like myself (read: lushes) view as our own little Bethlehem: Wine country, CA. Oh, lordy- I feel my liver pickling as I type, and it feels oh so good. Mmmm...pickles.
I bought a new camera today, so you've got that to look forward to. I have this habit of accidentally taking a picture of my crotch whenever I get a new camera, such is my technological awkwardness. So, yeah.
Also, I have next week off, so once we get back I'll actually be able to settle into the couch in my one-piece footed jammies with the rabbit ears and FINALLY get caught up on the 2,756 posts from y'all in my reader. I've really, really, really been trying to keep up lately, but between buying modest underpants for the kitties (they're shy), trying to figure out if I really, truly need to concern myself with Bubs' anal glands, and making at least a half-assed effort to stay employed- there just aren't enough hours in the day, it seems. My toes aren't just going to wax themselves, you know! I've been a bad friend, and I need to make it up to you. If you want, we can get a little tipsy on peach schnapps and accidentally make out (topless- offer applies to both the ladies and the gents) after a playful pillow fight. I owe you that much, I think.
Gotta go- I'm still trying to decide what to pack. I can't remember- is it still OK to wear a tutu with moon boots after labor day? How about Monkey fur hot pants with a parka?
So many decisions still to make...
I'll send you a postcard, my little foggy nuggets of West Coast goodness. Happy Friday!
Posted by Whiskeymarie at 10:03 PM
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How can you be thisclose...and not come see me?
I will forgive you for 6 bottles of wine and some white cheddar, and maybe some brie
and if you come some day and drink it with me.
P.S. I really do have footy pajamas and may model them for you. If you play your cards right.
I've missed hearing about your dog's butt.
You have GOT to try this local dish. It's called Ricey Rones or Rica Ron...something like that..
Just ask the locals. Tell them you want "the San Francisco treat"
"truly need to concern myself with Bubs' anal glands, and making at least a half-assed effort"
Hilariousness without intention... LOVE IT!
Have fun in the city by the bay and if you see my niece Alexus while you're there, be sure to say hi!
Have fun! Drink an extra glass for me.
Tutu and moon boots? ... you'll fit right in.
Has the restraining order that wine country filed against you been lifted?
I know you well enough to know that the "accidental" crotch shot is anything but accidental. Could you at least leave your pants on this time?
Have fun, my lushy little ball of fun!
Have fun. Yell Hello to N. Hollywood - my brother's there.
Hehe...I read "hot Monkey fur pants with a paprika." Yum.
If I knew what ferry my brother took to work, I'd pay you to mug him, and then blog about it.
Since you have such a long flight, I suggest you take a 'Nap'a on the plane.
Oh, and you should totally drive to Reno so we can get plastered together.
Well, at the same time anyhow, 'cause if we were plastered together you'd never be able to leave me....
Hey, there's an idea.
i'm a jealous lil' bitch right now. have fun.
The only reason I forgive you is because I somehow ended up planning TWO little vacations in two weeks which is not something I'd ever recommend to anyone. So I understand how busy you've been, is what I'm trying to say.
But that doesn't mean I don't want to make out.
Yay! you're already gone but I hope you're having fun. The rated R kind!
Note to self: must keep EG from reading this post.
And funnily enough, I thought I was reading "Prone 2 Whimsy" at first and thinking "Crotch shots and drunkety stuff - this really doesn't sound like Flan..."
OMG! Look at all that SMUG over the city! Make sure you rent a hybrid, and breathe deeply of your own farts (when in Rome...) ..oh, and Napa better not call and say they're out of wine!
Have fun Ms. Funnypants! : )
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