Is It Obvious That I Pooped

As Lex took a shit in the BR of a store launch party, she came up with the above title.

As I sat in a moonchair on Sax's lap, he told me about a weird tick that he used to have.

As I spoke to the coolest dermatologist, I put my foot in my mouth and started taking about first morning's pee as theraputic for the skin. I freaked him out. I told him that the name of his skincare line was kind of pornographic.

Still riddled with uncertainty(sp?).

I have to get over myself.

I am wearing fuzzy brown boots today with red fishnets.

So you think Nicholas is going.

I am blogging direct from UCLA- at a library that was once named Hugh G. Dick and is now called Charles E. Young Research Library. What's with the name change?

Anyway, going to make out by the sculpture garden.

Be back in NYC soon. My job called me twice this morning. Fuckers!!!!

They go the train...

So I am so fucked up from last night champagne, I want to die face down into my pile of magazines in front of my mac. I am sure no one would notice until the office cat starts to eat away at my chocolate gold tights.

I was an 80s girl for Halloween.