W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> Moi, Toi, et VoI: September 2009

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

test post from the blackberry

The big difference between having a baby and starting a business is that you have immediate expectations from the business.

posted by Oy Vey at 10:27 PM 1 comments

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Xanax.

Holy crap, it's been so long since I've blogged, even blogger doesn't recognize my email automatically anymore.

Sorry for the quietude, I've been seriously stressing. Spending money like World War III is happening tomorrow.* Patio furniture, plumbers, licenses, posties, random shit I can't even account for anymore. And tomorrow is another shopping spree - Ikea/More Ikea/More More Ikea, booze, cheese, random cafe-related shit. Potter's grave, save some room, please, because the ice flows are melting fast.

So, II is opening up on Monday. Yay, yay yay! You've missed a lot, lemme tell ya. Yet there is still so much to do, I'm not even kidding. I haven't slept in 4 weeks. Even with Ambien. I am a zombie who needs relief.

Tomorrow night is the opening party. Expecting 50-60 people, maybe more? Most probably more. I have no clue. People have no idea how to respond to Crusher invites, which is my bad, but whatevs. In any event, the place looks super effin' cute, like you'll want to buy a cupcake there and tell your friends about it. In any event, it will be loads of fun, and if you're in the hood, stop by and have a drink and a cupcake or three and check out the digs. I think you'll like it. Unless you're like, totally, mean or something.

Oh yeah, and Jackie the Psychic is coming with her smudge. Nothing wrong with good vibes from all sorts of places.

We will be in Daily Candy next week, but I won't tell you what day, because then you'll know who I am. Har.

I am going to attempt sleep.

*Whoa, You, Me and World War III just came up on the iPod. Weird, right? Remember that ancientness. I don't even know where it came from.

posted by Oy Vey at 10:10 PM 4 comments

Friday, September 04, 2009

Only Because I Love You, Christine.

I am really not of sound mind and body right now, but filling my time filling in this blogspot window is probably better than

biting my nails to the quick.
drinking
shooting meth
watching Housewives of Atlanta.

The condo is SPOTLESS/OCD style. Wanna buy it? Awesome "upriver views", EIK and a parking spot. Please? We must subsist on Stouffer'ses and make the bed everyday and DO-NOT-USE the decorative soap that's in the soap dish I specifically bought for staging purposes until you do. So please? Email me and I will send you the MLS.

Have I mentioned that Ernie has the most brilliant comedic timing and pooped on the rug immediately after the carpet cleaners left (just like the last time the carpet cleaners left a few months back)? Large bowls of cat food do not sit well with digestively sensitive canines.

Canary II is chugging along. Hoping to open a week after Labor Day, if the gods feel like granting me some sanity. Or if the City is feeling generous enough to be kind to a borderline functional over-stressed under-somnamblic with a fuse. this. short. I can't even discuss it right now it is stressing me out so much.

Have I mentioned that I am eating Skittles in bed at this very moment?

Have I mentioned I had the first live phone convo with Mr. Ex in over two years last night? It was time we catch up and discuss logistics of me moving into/purchasing the house with SFG. It was not a bad talk. We chatted for over and hour. The kitties that he won in the custody suit are doing fine, though they've had a lot of dental work done recently. Apparently Abbys are notorious for bad teeth. Who knew? Anyway, the severe anticipatory anxiety preceding this talk was, by far, way worse than the actual talk. Which I already knew in the quickly diminishing segment of logical, sane brain that keeps my teeth and hair brushed and right shoe on right foot, etc.

I think I feel a Skittle under my pillow. An orange one.

Christine, I'm very excited about 99 Luft Balloons. Do not let me down.

posted by Oy Vey at 7:05 PM 1 comments