So imagine the horror on everyone’s face when I was at a gathering of my mother’s friends and something cracked me up and I started laughing uncontrollably and 10 year-old me burst out, “I THINK I’M STONED!”
Boobies and cat belly are my two favorite things to rub my face in and believe me, I got a lot of booby action at Halloween. I loves them.
It’s those bleary early morning and late night conversations that are rewarding and memorable. When the eyelashes are off and the hair is in a ponytail is when I get to see the complex individual behind the carefully crafted public persona.
A friend informed me that I say amazing too much. He didn’t actually tell me that I say amazing too much, he was more passive-aggressive about it. For ages I thought he’d been mocking an unknown irritating person who offended his ears by overusing the word, but only last night did I realize I’m that person! […]