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It's already late, so I'm going to ramble quickly. Not that it matters to you. You won't be reading this entry any faster than the others. Oh dear. I seem to have undermined my efforts already. Fuck it then.
I got my dress tonight! When I arrived, the lovely Bob dragged me away to the dressing room to try on a gold and black number her mother found in the loft. It was a little tight in the petticoat and a little loose in the dress, but I'm very pleased with it. I get to buy some shoes now.
On an even more exciting note, the Geeb has her official cover art and page posted on the Samhain Publishing website! E-world, prepare yourself for the greatest novel you have ever read, My Gigolo: The Care and Feeding of a Male Prostitute. That's right. Come June, your mind, and maybe other things, will be blown--or at least tingly with some good laughs. Careful with the laughs though, you don't want to go past tingly and accidentally pee your brain. Not a hazard I recommend risking. Trust me. Once will be enough to learn your lesson for good.
In honor of the Geeb's upcoming romantic comedy, here's a lovely little love song, of which I am quite fond.
And your thought for the day is:
"Even if you are on the right track, you will get run over if you just sit there." ~Will Rogers
2 weeks ago
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You silly little Pesh, you! *blushes* I don't think it'll be the best ever, but it will surely be the most pirate-golf-coursed romantic comedy ever.
Heh. Weird.
Oh, and I've honestly never heard that song before, but I like it a lot. Isn't it weird how something strikes you like that?
That song is a frequent member of my writing playlist. Probably because I actually like love stories, unlike those weirdos that get paid to write them. >.<
Those who can, do. Those who can't, write about it in highly sarcastic terms. *snerk*
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