Happy New Years! My gift to you – guest blogger Geo!!
(Yes, we are drinking. Martinis, both cosmos and chocolatinis and I’ve lost count. And Since I can’t type, I give Geo the honours. Go Geo.)

Jeez, holey spotlight. I didn’t mean to be so anal about the spelling of honours, but hot damn it, this is a commonwealth country, and we need to respect the Queen’s fucking engrish sometimes. There are a lot of reasons why we’re not bushites, but forget about that, the main point is we’re all here because of love. Whether it’s a fleeting one-night stand or a long-term relationship that just happened to end in a bitter divorce, we’re all here because at one point in time someone thought they were in love or lust with someone. How could anyone hate the world knowing that the only reason we’re here is because of love?

It’s all about love, fucknabbit! LOVE! Happy loving new year! May we all be blessed with love and happiness and love. Plus happiness as well, because without love and happiness where would we be?

And if I didn’t love being here why would I be wearing tawn’s lipstick? The good thing about the night is that I sorta forgot where we were in respect to the amount of alcohol we’ve consumed. The good thing is it’s more than four martinis, and the even better thing is they weren’t exactly weak ones. And the even better thing than that is that they were really damn good. And the ven beetter thing than that is we’re all in a house of love. LOVE! I tell you, it’s all about a this world where shit is pretty burutal, but what we have is something that means so much more than that. It’s all about happiness and love and FUCKYEAH! I l9ve it. That’s what it’s all about. IT’s not about forgetting about all the creme de cacao. it’s not about the vodka. It’s not about the trippple trippple trippple sex, it’s about the creme de love. WERD TO YOUR MOMZ! PEACE OUT TO ALL THE REAL LOVAHZ IN THE HOOD! bOOYAHASHA!

Oh shit, it’s the lipstick. Tawn promised that she’d show me where the makeup remover was, but I haven’t seen it yet…

g-funk

Oh god. Tawny again.

Why’d I ‘d let him have the keyboard???

*dies laughing*

We plead the 5th.

Partners in crime.

To the end, Bonnie and Clyde.

Happy New Year and ho-ho0-ho.

Thanks to Dawn for the book on mixing drinks – and the martini shaker. I already had one so we used one for cosmos and the other for cholcolatinis. now that’s HARDCORE.

Oh boy.

I thinlt – think that’s all for now.

Nice talking to Stacy at 1-something am – I love her, and Jody and Christina and I meant what I said about her and the McD-potential :). Kisses to her and Jojo. Miss you both.

Umm.

I think that’s it. G wants to know where the microfilm is while shining a bright light in my face.

And he says come to Veagaas in June, booooyah!!!

(Or he’ll kick ass. Or maybe not, we’re drunk, it’s lucky we can even type).

Apparently, I’m a great transcriber. Woo. All I ever aspired to be.

Great transcriber. BEST COMPLIMENT EVER. My life is complete.

My stomach hurts from laughing, Geo is rolling around on the bed laughing.

I cna’t breather.

Need water.

Love to all.