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Thanks again to Sandra and Marty for their guest posts this week during the 2HT Summer of Love. Tomorrow, it’s Carly Milne, acclaimed author and sexologist. Woo hoo!

So the other night, the Gay Mafia (and Jerry) came over to Hillywood and Winter and Motley joined us, too. Played some Scene It movie trivia and then Rock Band until Hilly decided it was too loud for her pantywaste neighbors. More pics on Flickr, of course, but here are just a few.

There’s Paul and Jerry.

Uncle Monkey Boy before the drunken revelry began.

Rock Band, baby! That’s Othurme, Hilly, Motley, UMB, and Winter.

Attack of the Killer Cat! Michael wouldn’t leave FC alone and FC let him have it a few times. So you heard a lot of giggling mixed with “Ow! OWCH!” every few seconds or so. FC, by the way, is Hilly’s infamous cat. The initials stand for Fucking Cat (no surprise there). This cat is so spoiled, he drinks out of a fucking water glass. I shit you not.

On Tuesday, the day of the big earthquake here in southern California, I met up with my friend, Deana, who I haven’t seen in many years. We used to hang out a lot in Alamogordo, New Mexico, where I lived in my teens up until I got married and went off into the Air Force.

Deana and my bestest buddy, Penny (who was best “man” at my wedding), would hang out all the time, drinking coffee and chatting about anything and everything. It was very cool to see Deana again and we got right back into our conversational groove as if we’d never been apart.

About 20 minutes after she got to Hillywood, the earthquake hit. We rolled through the quake (it was NOT a jolt, by the way) and laughed about it as we watched the news and waited for our cells to come back online.

We caught up - she’s got another child now and is with a new dude I haven’t met, and is now training dogs for a living and has a few celebrity clients - and then talked politics for a while. Yeah, she’s on the left, and I’m on the - hmm, not left. Britt swears I’m a Democrat and I don’t know it, but Deana understands my stance completely. We’ve always been able to share differing views with very little drama or argument. That hasn’t changed.

Apparently, I’m over my bandwidth quota here at 2HT, so I’m just linking that photo of Deana and I from Flickr. Think I need to do more of that. Or upgrade my account. Or something.

Thank GOD I get paid today. Right, on to the meme.

Snatched from the blog jaws of SJ:

I want to:
get my shit together
meet up with more friends while I’m in California
finish writing any of the books I’m in the middle of
find some writing gigs
get an iPhone

I want to think:
that people actually like my snarky ass
that people are generally good creatures
that mean people are hurting
that I’m funny
that there’s a heaven

I want to learn:
CSS
how to better utilize Photoshop or Paint Shop Pro
how to paint better
to stop letting asshats/trolls bother the fuck out of me
how to fly

I want to see:
The Dark Knight
People stop killing each other over religion (or any other reason)
An end to blogiverse drama
My daughters
The inside of my eyelids

I want to try:
Exercise. I really need to lose 15 pounds.
staying out of the drama
bungee jumping
scuba diving
making a podcast

I want to tell:
some people off
people to mellow out
Alanis Morrisette to get pissed and make angry music again
Mountain Dew how much I love Diet Mountain Dew (wish they’d make more diet flavors)
Jerry that it IS “I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair”

I want to touch:
the small of a woman’s back
a new furry kitten
myself
those magnet rocks that Jester has at his house
clean sheets on a memory foam mattress

I want to smell:
freshly cut grass
toll house cookies baking in the oven
Vulva
new Play-Do
rain on a hot summer’s day

I want to feel:
happy
like I matter
the rumbling of the house in a thunderstorm
unafraid
love again

I want to stop:
the self sabotage thing that I’ve come to excel at
smoking
taking people for granted
giving candy to little girls - what? Where’d that come from?
making wisecracks every time I feel a little serious coming on

I want to let go of:
Self-loathing (yeah, SJ, I can relate)
resentment
my heart
Jack’s World
my fear to move on

What do you want?

Oh, and here’s a fake blog post from the Lazy Bloggers Post Generator.

Holy Blog Of Doom, Batman! I just got slapped with a wet salmon - really - I have not updated this since people stopped clapping and Tinkerbell died… You would not believe that my hands were chopped off and I was waiting for bionic ones. Apologies to my regular readers! Even the little blue ones!.

I am overwhelmed with sleeping my way to the top, planning my wedding, just generally being a nuisance to society in general, my day is a magical flight from 8am to I run out of alcohol. I am not being a whinging Pom or anything. I wish you could be here to share it.

I swear on the bones of my ancestors I will make more of an effort to blog more often until the nice men in the white coats come back. Promise! What do you mean you don’t believe me?

And another one.

Today my parents were reading a book about ingratitude of the European lowlands. They were a little intrigued by that stuff, so they began explaining my friend Julio about it, and he started bitching:

“Dude!.. Get out! Don’t tell me you’re into the European lowlands too!”

But then when my parents got to the part about the ingratitude, Julio suddenly got this dangerous look in his eyes. Then later, Julio’s brother told me that the reason Julio was so freaked out was because he was watching about ingratitude on TV. At times Julio can be really strange like that, but he kinda loves me…

And finally, thanks very much to Dawg for the teddy bear award he gave me the other day. He recently went to the Vermont Teddy Bear factory and their philosophy is “if you care, send a bear.” So here I am, sending a bear.

I’m choosing just a relative handful of people here, of course. I mean, you ALL mean something to me, but I’m not about to list my whole freaking blogroll.

• Hilly
• Dawg
• Poppy
• Miss Britt
• Avitable
• Jester
• Othurme
• UMB (still no blog? REALLY?)
• SJ
• Winter
• Karen
• Becky
• Lisa
• Vahid
• Dave2

I, Asshole...Dave Diego or Bust!...And the Universe Will Be a Much Happier Place, Believe Me...

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