that's just fabulous...

or, the blog that just keeps on giving...

aka, in a fucked up world we all need a fairytale blanket or two

or,
"No matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you'll never get through it without your friends."

::

Jude, Jude, Jude

something rather special happened last night...

jayne took away the SATC boxset. she's only ever seen, in her own estimation, 20secs of our beloved gal fest... she gets to watch it all from the beginning...

made me feel all nostalgic... for the shoes i could never wear while vertical let alone afford, the clothes, the one liners, the laughter, the tears, the bad dates, the good men, the gay men, the assholes...the show that launched a thousand cosmopolitans...even the reverend steve stockman approved.

so, what? this makes ya feel all jittery, did you say?


what? you mean this?



can't wait to see you so soon. got me the pre-seeing-jude-at-greenbelt jitters...it'll be our seventh anniversary, lovely...

jayne... enjoy every god damn girlie minute.

LB,x

"these flowers were meant to say, 'i'm sorry, we love you'. not 'you're dead, let's disco!'"

soundtrack to this post:
confessions on a dance floor :: madonna