Cooookies are dirty!

What has Mandy learned about cookies? That You lot are dirty, dirty bastards. But I think its part of your charm? I love my dirty, old bastard friends. Wait if you guys are dirty old bastards... does that mean I'm mary j. blige? And if so, where the hell is all my money? Which reminds me I need to post a copy of Mary J and Old Dirty Bastard covering Elton John. Its amazing...

Finally got the go ahead to move in with DeeDee. Should be doing that this week. Getting a queen sized bed. I'm going to hug the shit out of it. If my pillow is named Ianto (so I can says can has yantoe) then the bed should definatley be "Captain Jack Harkness." granted that means my bed may end up screwing the toaster (if it looks like Number Six then good on him). 

So by the end of the week I hope to have a new phone number. I'll post it if and when that happens, knowing me I'll be sitting here next year going "hrm, I should probably do that." 

However, in the name of all things holy Iron Man rocked my socks. I'm so dragging

veggiebelle to it. (Although I doubt she'll be kicking and screaming like she is in my head... but still. Soooo filled with goodness! I just love that they got a snarky drunk to play a snarky drunk. Make sure to stay past the credits for my snarky goodness. SQUEEEE! SQUEE! SQUEE! SQUEEEEE!!!

 

 More hilarity is that cecila took me shopping the other day to use my "stimulus" package a bit. And I bought some "grown up" clothes.. and I've been wearing them. The reactions that I've been getting have been positive to downright hilarious. Such as a boy almost driving his bike into a car. And here I thought stuff like that only happened in really cheesy romance movies and comedies.