An ode to Mell: she rocks. Any girl who can keep guys on the edge of being utterly terrified of her and drop dead in love eating out of the palm of her hand has got some magical prowess. Thanks for the December 11 card, you absolute freak who keeps track of anniversarys like THAT one. I look forward to being able to send you one. haha. But for now, I'll settle for morning (well, past noon) chats with sultry voices.

Sat nite was fun. Good cheese pizza. Good yummy-but-strong drinks. Lots of dancing. And the ladies' lounge lime green phallic-shaped veranda. I need to do the going out thing oh, once every full moon. It takes me that long to recover. Now for some quality mother daughter time at Del Amo. :)