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So much to say, so little voice to say it with

This week has been a trip and things will only get more interesting when Raych comes to visit TOMORROW! Yes peeps, it's that time of the month already and I am *soooo* excited to meet her (even as I type I'm willing to bet Steve is hiding under his bed as he prepares for the fallout). Is Minneapolis ready for us? Um, yeah... I'm not so sure I can answer that with an affirmative but I can definitely tell you there will be an attempt at some shopping on Saturday since I am clean out of hot outfits. Plus I need shoes - I mean really, the house of Andrews is in the code red of Shoemergency and there will be no showing of the closets to Rachel because it's that embarrassing (note to Raych, be gentle, m'kay? and try not to notice that I have NO food in my house besides a few containers of yogurt).

Sorry things have been a bit quiet this week but I promise you I haven't been discriminatory. It turns out the festivity gods demanded a nice little price on all my fun-having and incurred upon yours truly a nice little cold, featuring a song and dance by our good friend Laryngitis. I'm currently considering all the ways in which I can score some quick cash by using my rusty vocal cords for a dramatic lounge act... but that's probably not going to happen cuz I'll be enjoying the goodness of Raych's visit! w0000!

Some other quick hits this week:

• A few more pictures over on my flickr account if you can find the way, including an incredible shot of my hair and an incredible shot of my ass. When you think about it, how many times have you seen your ass? I'm thankful that the one shot I have of it is in my favorite, well and my only, pink pants.


• Thank GOD! Keira's slow on the uptake cuz her big mouth is gonna get me in trouble one of these days. Two dolla make you holla.


• Myspace is a joke played upon us by some nasty little designers and developers with a wicked sense of humor. Seriously... I almost have no words. However, if you're in the 6th grade and in to playing MASH while Kim Simons kisses Mike Fields behind the lockers then it's probably perfect for you. Ok ok ok, that's all I'm going to say about it (so help me god Keira, if you say even ONE word about this item I will make you pay dearly).


• This cold has GOT to go.


• I leave for 2 seconds and come back to find out Char's engaged! Jesus crunchy christ woman - it's simply fabulous. Congratulations.


• You know... if I had known last weekend what I know now things miiiight have been different. Apparently VIP tables at the hottest club in Miami in fact aren't that easy to come by. So um, yeah. Thanks for that Faycal.

It's time for me to stop horsing around and get to work. Later peeps!