Reader Poll Monday, Dawn Standard Time.
Never. I mean it — I hack away at my own, probably once a month or so. Yeah, it looks like hell. But just ask me about the $20 hairspray I can buy with what I save!
I get into moods wherein I need to wipe the slate clean, and I pitch a quarter of my apartment’s contents at least every six months. At which time I realize I suddenly have all this SPACE and need to buy more shit to fill it right back up. 😉
Beach? What’s that?
Beggars can’t be choosers. 😉
Last week. It was some kind of caramel-and-chocolate phenomenon. *swoon*
Something that lets me combine my editorial goddessness (I know it’s not a word — it’s called irony, people, sheesh! LOL) and event coordination. I loved party-planning when I was in fund-raising — this time, I’d like to spend other people’s money who HAVE money to burn!
Salt. I can buy carby snacks and they will sit in my pantry for a year. But ice cream? I’d eat it on the way home from the grocery store if I were ghetto enough to keep utensils in the armrest. 🙂
And miss out on the crunchy goodness of the Potomac River?
I think I grew up in the era of “not-dates.” You know, you get 10 people together and if you spend a lot of time with one person, then it’s a date-but-not-really. And my best dates? Usually outings with my friends — we get dressed up, we talk and laugh, we have fun, we actually eat what we order, etc.
Have you taped a copy of “Queer Eye” for the office cologne bandit and surreptitiously slipped it to him? Because you should. And I love me some men’s cologne, but not the whole BOTTLE at ONCE!
On iTunes: Moby, “Porcelain”