Thursday, September 22, 2005

Recovery

Good Lord! Oh my!

What did I drink last night? My head his POUNDING...and I'm still drunk.

(closing drapes)

I would recap my birthday celebrations from last night...but I can barely see the keybaord through this half drunk/half ill fog.

Let me just say this....Booze, Babes and chocolate fondue "body shots"

I.....I.......I am so tired.........and possibly about to be physically ill.

Happy 139, Wellsie!

Damn, we're not going to make it to 6 in tha mo-nin' ladiees.....

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Memories...



Aaaahhhh.....those were the days!

...and only a short while ago.

Although, everything is "only a short while ago" for me.

Where has my time gone...I feel so old and feeble now. Feelings I never thought I would have, even at the age of 138 years.

Perhaps my mood has been depressed by my up coming birthday celebration.
(Make note ladies: Sept. 21st, bumping par-ty at the Wells' estate! Til 6 in the MO-nin'!! )

You know, 139 is only one away from the "Big 4-0".....140.

You would think that by my age, I would have learned something....

this introspection is killing me.

Where is my bottle of Boodles? Boodle of bottles. Bottles of oodles. Oodles of Noodles.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Damn.

Well, now I question what is to be accomplished by my attendance at this denim event.

...since just the thought of it roused my stupendous head and set forth a release worthy of a three shilling harlot!!

God damn this old age.

"Denim on Denim"

Party tonight...

I do believe it will be quite erotic. Denim clad asses fronted by denim bras with bursting mounds!

Cold Drinks, Hot Bitches.

Wells is gonna git his SWERVE ON!

Look out......