7/01/2010

Canada Day

My fingernails are painted red for this occasion.

So this year, Canada Day falls on a Thursday, this is awesome in the following ways:
1) I get a four-day vacation, because my work decided that there's no way any of us are going to be healthy enough to work on Friday (lushes, every one of us)
2) Thursday will be beach-side gin related festivities, Friday will be quick trip up to Toronto to attend Gay Pride.
3) Seriously, four day fucking weekend. That shit's good.

Last night, The Dude had to work (night shift this week) so I didn't get to see him until about 4AM when he came home and took my boots off for me (which I effectively passed out in). I managed to bargle der berga smerfa with Tom (translation: get him out of his house) and we ended up lighting fireworks on the beach with rum and SoCo, and then having a semi-decent time at the bar. I bought a souvenir for our friend from Norway who is spending the weekend in our town.

I need breakfast now. We'll see if my stomach agrees with any more drinking today.

6/29/2010

Premature.

I finally posted some writing, it would seem!
Although after a good sleep and a reread, I feel I posted it prematurely.

It tapers. Not with style so much as with content. By the end of the chapter the paragraphs are shortened, I'm trying to fit too much into so little space. Really I think I could have gotten away with posting only the first section, which is pretty solid, but it didn't leave much for development of characters.

Blegh. Live and learn, I suppose.

6/25/2010

Don't think too much, just bust that---

One woman dance party, woot!

A bottle of wine, Lady Gaga blaring, dancing in my underwear.

Friday nights don't get more perfect than this.