Wingal has a Chili Pepper!!

So I was at www.ratemyprofessors.com and I looked up Wingal. Not only does she have really good ratings, but one of those students said she was hot! Soon the whole world will know of your delicious booty!

A Feline Declines Wine

For the last time, I absolutely will NOT drink that piss in a glass!




My God. I'm surrounded by imbeciles.

Last Night I Was a Pilgrim

Weirdest damn dream... it also involved bigamy (on my part--go me!) and a very "Blair Witch Project" kind of feel. It was in black and white, there was a cliff of ice that I had to climb as I tried to escape one of my spouses and his two friends who were chasing me, my other spouse, and Jenny through the woods because I had the Holy Grail. Jenny, Hubby #2 and I all stayed with this psychic, blind old lady in her cabin and Jenny and I pretended to be asleep but were really eating candies and carefully folding the wrappers into perfect squares. I ended up having to defend us all against the attack of our pursuers by ripping out their intestines with my bare hands, yelling, "You're made of snakes! You're made of snakes!" When they were dead, we burned their bodies and then continued on our journey. At the end of which (no joke), I finally became a cheerleader. Apparently it was all some elaborate form of hazing.

SO...

I wasn't in yesterday, so maybe that slowed up our blog... sorry 'bout that. But we may soon have a new addition to our blogging family. More details on that to come.

What the. . . ???!!!

Why so blue panda bear?

I expect more from us tomorrow.

Birth of a Monster

I couldn't help noticing that so far, since the monster was born, we're averaging 5 posts per day (oops...5.3) Is that normal?

Raising a Glass!

Mercy Me

How to make a Laura:

5 parts mercy
5 parts humour
3 parts ego

How to make an Erika:
5 parts mercy
1 part self-sufficiency
1 part leadership

You know, these recipes seem a little strong on mercy. Do you guys usually leave that out?

Wineshenanigans

NEWS FLASH!

LANCE BASS FROM N'SYNC IS GAY!

NEW YORK (AP) -- Lance Bass, band member of 'N Sync, says he's gay and in a "very stable" relationship with a reality show star.

Bass, who formed 'N Sync with Justin Timberlake, JC Chasez, Joey Fatone and Chris Kirkpatrick, tells People magazine that he didn't earlier disclose his sexuality because he didn't want to affect the group's popularity.

"I knew that I was in this popular band and I had four other guys' careers in my hand, and I knew that if I ever acted on it or even said (that I was gay), it would overpower everything," he tells the magazine.

Seems only Lance thought Lance was straight.

A Comment on the Post Office

Since when did the Post Office start selling random crap like stuffed animals and lapel pins? I think that, actually, if I wanted a stuffed animal I would go to... er.... not the Post Office! I wouldn't think, "Crap! Little Joey [fictional child] needs a fluffy bear buddy! Thank God I live near a Post Office! Now he won't have to go without!"

See, that's just not happening. And, incidentally, the workers actually PUSH their non-post-related wares! She said to me: "Do you need a stuffed animal? A lapel pin? We also have candy? Anything else?"

"Um, no... just stamps, thank you." ????

Inevitably the day will come--SOON--when I do run to the Post Office to buy a lapel pin, and then I will eat my words. Actually, if that day comes, I'll just eat the lapel pin and get it over with. And we wondered why it took so friggin' long for our mail to get anywhere... clearly the mail thing is interrupting their new lucrative lapel pin and stuffed animal business. How dare we bother the Post Office with our mail. We are beyond low. We are scum.

Studies on BSC part II

There was a movie made!!!!

Babysitters Club Movie Info

I propose a viewing at Wingal's place!

Performance Appraisal

There are only so many ways for me to write "I am awesome, give me more money."

The Worst Smell in the World

Kelly has just informed me that the worst smell in the world is panty hose crotch.

3 Parts Jealousy, 1 Part Silliness, and a Pinch of Salt

That's how you make a Jenny.

I did not make that up.

Mary Anne scares me.

It's Alive

Is this my fault? Did I somehow create this monster? I never thought anyone would get hurt, after all.

"Laura, Laura, look at my blog," I said. "Just look at it and make comments. I'm not really serious about it, so just, you know, browse around. I won't be hurt by what you think about it. Just, you know, you'll probably have to, you know, create a teeny tiny...you know, nothing scary...an ACCOUNT."

And now...AND NOW...

Oh, my chicken is so sauced.

(But really, I blame Erika for the entire mess.)

Off Broadway

New from the minds of Tori Amos and Stephen King:

CARRIE: THE MUSICAL!

"i'm gonna burn burn burn the prom OH YAAAAAAY, I'm gonna burn burn burn the football guys oh yayyyyy"

Studies on BSC

So I went looking. How many BSC books are there. Answer: a shit load. 131. And that's just theregualr series. That doesn't count the BSC Mysteries, the BSC Little Sisters, or the Super Best Friends or what ever the hell the other ones are called. I'll make it my point to try to read the last 15 or so to catch us all up.

However this deserves it's own titillating preview: #8 in the last series (BSC SBF or what ever the hell it is) is called "Mary Anne's Revenge" and then #11 is "Welcome Home, Mary Anne." Where did she go for books 9 & 10? Betty Ford? I'm looking for answers ladies!

Tuesday Special: Haiku for my secret lover

The hot summer day,
sweet sweat remind me of you,
how you used to tease.

Like, So OHMIGOD, What-EVER!

Yeah, so Sugarbritches and I created this loverly blog and she mocks me on it in our very first post. I just have to say, though, that it WOULD totally be "Babysitters Club" of us to use different fonts. I don't want to be Stacy, though, actually. I think that Kelly is the Stacy and maybe Jenny the Mary Anne or the Dawn and Erika must be Kristy, which makes me Claudia. Which is totally accurate because I am, clearly, an artistic young Asian girl with food hidden all over her bedroom.

Okay, so I read them; I'll admit it... I started reading them in 3rd grade and I quit reading them when I was.... actually, this is no place for true confessions.

PANTS!

"It will be TOTALLY Baby-Sitters Club of us to use different fonts, " she yelled in my ear. Well yeah but, quite frankly it works. And I know, you're just lookin' at me. . .