Vacation
Well, it's official. The Roni can't be left alone. Here she is, rotting in an apartment in Seattle, waiting for The Middle Sister to come home from work and play with her. So what does she do to pass the time? That's right, become a liability to herself and others.
I am currently indulging in my ultimate fantasy. I am sitting on the couch, still in my pajamas at 2pm, watching the ENTIRE box set of Sex and the City, episode by episode, drinking beers. And what do I do during those episodes I have seen more than 6 times (read 65% of them)? I am going INSANE on facebook. Seriously. If I met you once at a bar - nay, if you spilled a beer on The Roni and told her to "watch where her big ass was going," you probably got a facebook invite from her this afternoon. Also, if you are a close intimate friend of The Roni's, you probably got "poked" by her today. She doesn't know what "poking" does on the facebook, but there are a few handsome hienies in her friends profile from whom she would just love a good poke...
There are a couple of shout outs The Roni would like to make. First, she'd like to thank her new anonymous friend, The Badger - you are ever the source of much-needed compliments and 3am conversations. The Roni is sorry you had a Wednesday exam because she loves to throw back with you. Hopefully febclub...and marchclub, and aprilclub, and examclub...will give us the chance to drink some 40s and punch through some drywall together.
The Roni would also like to give a little chin punch to the Lil' Darlin'. Sometimes life throws you Apples, but try as you might, you can't quite turn that into looking for her underwear the next morning. The Roni still thinks you are jest about the sweetest little thing she's done seen in near 'bout ferever. Don't sweat it. Apples are so out this season anyways.
Hester and The Boobs also deserve to have their name in lights. Who knew virtual co-habitation could be that much fun? In one of their very own words "I drank from the cup of sin and it was good." Well, it appears there was a goodly amount of sin running around those last few days. The Roni wishes she could say she was above it. Sadly, it appears she was above it, under it, hanging from the rafters with it...a veritable cournucopeia of naughty, naughty positions. So Hester P and The Boobs? You get yours, girls! And save some for The Roni.
(Now, that last little bit about The Roni's ownself may have been artistic license. Or it may have been true. Or it may have been a half truth. You be the judge...)
A big I Feel Your Pain shout out goes to The Bunny. The Roni doesn't know what it's like to have your pastor try and set you up on Christmas Eve (The Roni tries to avoid church as it causes a nasty, burning sensation all over...) but she can't imagine it feels good. However, maybe Aretha knew something neither of us do, Bunny. The only boy who could ever teach HER was the son of a preacher man...
One last big ole shout to my HLP, Zeus. Zeus got me the best present a girl could ever get, other than Cartier. He got me the first season of Gray's Anatomy on DVD. And baby, you KNOW I'll be sitting on the couch with the Posse watching the whole thing start to finish with a case of the high life as soon as I get back to char-vegas!
Happy Anikmikwanzmika everyone! And have a happy, champagne induced orgy of a New Year!!
Baisers,
The Roni
I am currently indulging in my ultimate fantasy. I am sitting on the couch, still in my pajamas at 2pm, watching the ENTIRE box set of Sex and the City, episode by episode, drinking beers. And what do I do during those episodes I have seen more than 6 times (read 65% of them)? I am going INSANE on facebook. Seriously. If I met you once at a bar - nay, if you spilled a beer on The Roni and told her to "watch where her big ass was going," you probably got a facebook invite from her this afternoon. Also, if you are a close intimate friend of The Roni's, you probably got "poked" by her today. She doesn't know what "poking" does on the facebook, but there are a few handsome hienies in her friends profile from whom she would just love a good poke...
There are a couple of shout outs The Roni would like to make. First, she'd like to thank her new anonymous friend, The Badger - you are ever the source of much-needed compliments and 3am conversations. The Roni is sorry you had a Wednesday exam because she loves to throw back with you. Hopefully febclub...and marchclub, and aprilclub, and examclub...will give us the chance to drink some 40s and punch through some drywall together.
The Roni would also like to give a little chin punch to the Lil' Darlin'. Sometimes life throws you Apples, but try as you might, you can't quite turn that into looking for her underwear the next morning. The Roni still thinks you are jest about the sweetest little thing she's done seen in near 'bout ferever. Don't sweat it. Apples are so out this season anyways.
Hester and The Boobs also deserve to have their name in lights. Who knew virtual co-habitation could be that much fun? In one of their very own words "I drank from the cup of sin and it was good." Well, it appears there was a goodly amount of sin running around those last few days. The Roni wishes she could say she was above it. Sadly, it appears she was above it, under it, hanging from the rafters with it...a veritable cournucopeia of naughty, naughty positions. So Hester P and The Boobs? You get yours, girls! And save some for The Roni.
(Now, that last little bit about The Roni's ownself may have been artistic license. Or it may have been true. Or it may have been a half truth. You be the judge...)
A big I Feel Your Pain shout out goes to The Bunny. The Roni doesn't know what it's like to have your pastor try and set you up on Christmas Eve (The Roni tries to avoid church as it causes a nasty, burning sensation all over...) but she can't imagine it feels good. However, maybe Aretha knew something neither of us do, Bunny. The only boy who could ever teach HER was the son of a preacher man...
One last big ole shout to my HLP, Zeus. Zeus got me the best present a girl could ever get, other than Cartier. He got me the first season of Gray's Anatomy on DVD. And baby, you KNOW I'll be sitting on the couch with the Posse watching the whole thing start to finish with a case of the high life as soon as I get back to char-vegas!
Happy Anikmikwanzmika everyone! And have a happy, champagne induced orgy of a New Year!!
Baisers,
The Roni
posted by The Roni at 5:11 PM
2 Comments:
This should give you something to do.
http://www.lawyersinlove.com/
Can't decide of this is a helpful hint on how to pass the time or a not so subtle insinuation on how The Roni SHOULD be spending her time over break...
Will take it as the former and hope Anonymous doesn't correct me on that assumptions...
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