Iím sure itís all about the cocaine . Why else would all of those movie stars stick their noses up this dictatorís ass? Respect for money and power, and the endless supply of nose candy and cigars. Communists.
But, in other news, itís Friday yet again, and I am ecstatic for another weekend! Last night, I had a wonderful time with my beloved friend, Zim. He shared pictures of the bulldog puppies (including Edward, who will be going home with Zim in a matter of weeks!), I shared my new gadgets, and we laughed and supped. I look forward to hanging out with him next week, as Spider Monkey was unable to make this little meeting and we have scheduled an additional dinner party so that she can share in the fun.
After dinner, I went over to the zone to find Ollie and M.s. geeking out over work stuff. Still nice just to be around them, though, so I was content to ďreadĒ and vie for their attention, as Iím apt to do under any circumstances, regardless of how ďappropriateĒ it may be. Call it a sickness. Tonight, I will be shielding my ass from little needles that could be flying out of blow guns as I dine with some lovely (and quite sadistic) friends of M.s.ís. I just know weíll all have a fabulous time! I love me some sicko chickies.
Tomorrow, itís ON. Birthday party at the Sidebar downtown, and then V.I.P. (as I like to, and should be, considered) gathering at The Onyx Room, and oh yeah, baby, weíre on the list. Ooh, I wonder what Iíll wear! All those people, all that prestige, Iím going to take my time to doll up nice and sexy. And Punket will be down (a.k.a., Artist) with his cousin! Let the fun begin!
Just one more thing, before I let you all go into your weekends, to do whatever it is that you do without meÖ My man is delicious.
Okay, now off with you! Iíll see you on the other side.