So, yeah. I’ve been gone for a while. In more ways than one. No, I wasn’t in lock up, nor was I captured on the Iranian border. I wasn’t even beamed backwards in time to meet my sparkly love monkey of a vampire who fought valiantly against the evil British forces of George the First in order to put Charles on the thrown of Scottland. * And thank geebas, by the way. I never liked Lisa Frank, and her version of Vampires might just make me giggle. Then burn the back of my throat and sinuses with puke.
I’ve actually been studying. And quitting smoking. The first takes up lots of time, sitting and quietly concentrating. The second makes me do everything but sit in one place for any length of time. So, naturally, they don’t like each other. And, naturally, I decided to do them both at the same time.
Well, anyways I’ve been in hiding, not that you really care, and been getting shit done. Now that I’ve turned my educational fate over to the Gods, and I think that smoking makes people smell bad, I can finally sit down and not have to worry about logic and health and other trivialities.
People have come and gone and resurfaced so I’ll update “Those” during another stint at the keyboard. But for now…
I got a dog. She’s cute. She’s stupid. She makes people cross to the other side of the street when they see us coming. Don’t know why. It’s not like she’s a pitt or anything… oh wait.
GI Jane is getting a divorce from her scum-sucking, ass-bag of a husband. And if it wasn’t’ illegal I’d put his name, address, social security number, and phone number up in the innernets I would pay for banner to be made on every porn site I could find. The piss ant. A real winner that one. Salt of the earth and all that.
Felicity is gone. I don’t have a clue why, and don’t much care.
Bank’s still in NY. Still a VP. Still hot as hell, and making buckets of money, with which she travels the world in small and fabulous doses whenever she can. Efking prima donna. Not really. But whatever. I’m allowed to be jealous.
Preggie had a fabulous little boy. And is pregnant again, so the name stands, thank you.
Steve is Steve, doing his Steve thing somewhere else these days. Not really sure.
Rash got married. She’s Mrs. Rash now. Don’t talk to her either. But we’re facebook friends, so it’s ok.
VD? Married. And doing her VD thing somewhere else. Hahahahaha. She’s going to kill me when she reads this.
And last but not least, Dumbquat finally proposed to Dell! Oh, and she said yes. We’re all very grateful, I mean happy for them.
That’s all for now. Back to doing the things I have no training in, but am expected to know how to do, and do well. Don’t you just love being a responsible adult?
* Talk about scraping the barrel of fan fiction…
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