Also, Snookms got his license back yesterday, so I was pretty busy.
But some SUPER fun came out of it, which I will talk about in a minute, but first I wanted to say how excited for my mom and dad I am.
My schexy momma is going to be auditioning for the tv show "Can You Duet" in March down in Nashville Tennesee, and I have only the best of hopes and wishes for her, as I am one of her hugest fans. I won't say THEE hugest, cause I know there's a plethora of folk out there that just absolutely melt in her presence whenever she graces others the opportunity of hearing her beautiful voice, but know this all!!! I was one of the first to hear her sing "Blue Bayou" and "Missing You" and became instantaneously obsessed at the first sound of her beautiful inflection.
So like, YAY for my mom, and dad, cause they were also handpicked from some audition guy to go up ahead of everybody just because they thought my mom was a purrrrrrr-fect fit for the show. And my dad is supporting her 100% behind all this. Heck, he's the one that engineered all the beautiful music, and took the awesome pictures of her. I'm so happy for the both of them, and wish them both only the best in all their endeavors.
My dad is currently in the process of tweeking the audition video my mom sang in, and it looks very professional, also he took some new pictures of my mom, which have come out looking stunningly amazing, and sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming that I have such awesome parents.
It's kinda funny when yer a kid. You walk around with this delusion that your parents are either:
1.) perpetual assholes, or 2.) unashamedly geekfaced.
But then when you get older, and come to the realization that they were WAY THE FUCK COOLER than you could ever dreamed to be, you sort of shrivel up inside yourself, the way Snookms' dick does when it gets cold in the shower or when it's time to do dishes or laundry.
It's just.....funny, I guess.
My parents rock, and I suck.
But perhaps, by their own definition of awesomeness, they might grant me the chance to touch the hem of their garment, so that I too may have a small taste of the awesomeness aura that surrounds them one day. Who knows????
=One big ball o' cool.
And then of course, I have to blabber away about Friday the 13th, and how much fucking fun I had with Mysty.
It was unexpected fun too, which is the best kind of fun, cause initially I thought I wasn't even going to be able to hang out with her at all, cause I had to run Snookms around town to get his license back (and a job interview too), which was okay, but I really wanted to see Mysty too.
Somehow though, everything managed to fall into just the right places so that Mysty and I could hang, and it was probably one of the funnest days I've had in such a very long time. :)
She was dressed gorgeously in her knee high come-and-fuck-me boots, with her hot pink leggings that have become one of my FAVS.
We went to Metropolis, our fave hang out, where we stalked our secret haunted house admirer at Hot Topic, and Mysty bought these adorable babies that I can't wait to see her up close and personal in......
And then she took a picture of my yuck butt:
*In case of eye injury, douse with water immediately, then burn. If condition does not improve, seek medical attention immediately*
Here's my fav of the little skirt chaser and I:
I just can't resist NOT putting this one out there for the public eye, AGAIN, but this time the picture's not cut off!! :D
But of course, here's my dollface. Oh how I love her precious honey coloured mane.
I had such a lovely time with her. We went to Starbucks and drank coffee, smoked and giggled at people who think we're weird. It was the stuff my dreams are made of.