Hey, it's the Pagan New Year's Eve.

Happy New Year, to us, the godless.

Also, why hasn't anyone posted about the KITH shows? At least I can't find the posts if they are out there. I'm dying to know what sketches we are going to see.

Tavie is back tonight from seeing the show, maybe I can pick it out of her.






Then again, maybe not.

I don't think my picking is helping Tavie get her tickets, although it seems to have helped my other friend in getting a therapist.

I'm going to be so sad if she doesn't get her ticket.

If this picture didn't help her get it, I don't know what will.

I'm getting a lot of practice in picking at people. I'm picking at Tavie to buy her plane ticket for her SF trip and at another friend to get a therapy.

Do you need me to pick at you?

I'm not sure why but I have this thing where I talk about myself in third person, as if the things I say are what others are thinking.

Today I was talking to someone at work, this is someone that I play insult with on a daily basis, we couldn't remember if we had seen each other before that time or if the teasing took place yesterday. He said that it was a daily thing, me picking on him.

So, I said, "That Rynn, she's like having a hawk going after your eyeball; pick, pick, pick."

He went very quiet, then finally said, "Thank you for that image."

It's my world, you're only renting.

I have a strange bruise on my right arm. At first it felt like I had a bruise on the back of my arm but then when I straightened out my arm I could feel the bruise feeling along the inside of my forearm. Then I noticed a purple spot on the inside of my upper arm about the size of a quarter. Now, today it is bigger and there is a slight discoloring in a line going from the bruise to the bend (which also hurts.)

And, btw, I didn't bang it, I wasn't grabbed or pinched, there is no reason for this bruise to be there.




Am I going to die?

I also watched Hedwig and The Angry Inch on Saturday. I really liked it. I've already loaned it out or I would be watching it right now.

Tavie, do you have your plane ticket, yet?

Steve, before you start giggling and pointing at our goil, do you have your ticket, yet?

I know, I know, I'm being a bit of a bitch about this, but I'm so afraid that something is going to happen and you guys won't be able to come to SF and then it will just be Diane, Peter (Sunday night, only,) Charles (Monday night, only,) and me in the front row of KITH 2002, The Show Us Your Panties Tour. I want you two here so badly!

It would be nice, of course, if the rest of the goils and boils could come too but for now I'll take one of each.

Buy your tickets. Now, please.

As of yesterday, I have a new coat. The very one that less than 4 weeks ago had confusing pockets.

Baby, it's done. And it is very cool. I'll try to take a picture in the next few days which I will post here.

I kinda rock.