gauntlet: thrown down. ...now a big, ol' mess of cheap, frilly drink and shattered glass. an umbrella-like toothpick sore-thumbing amongst the shattered rhinestones.

i see your tantrum and raise you my rag [cigarette], broom [lighter], dustpan [ashtray] and wet/dry-vac [guinness/bourbon].

yes. i've gotten behind: no christmas entry; no new year's entry; no birthday entry; no top albums entry; no top films entry; no sexcapades [including the first time i've had to use the "it's not you, it's me" bedazzler] entries; no workbitching entries; no useless observations entries; and no self-involved pap entries.

TRAGIC!

cos i have all these! nearly written out completely on various forms of media [napkins, parchment slips, fake-email accounts, backs of receipts, myspace blogs, et al], as it were.

perhaps i am like sistersister and require parameters and due dates... and "i'm not paying your phonebill until you write three papers for that class you still haven't completed" ultimata.

but most-likely, i just need to get my arse off the goddamn dodgy gaysites and get to writing again. [re: no self-empowering getting-my-act-together entries.]

wakey, wakey! hop to, hop to!

BUT WHERE TO BEGIN!?!?

icebreaker-options:

1. top 2007 albums.
2. top 2007 films.
3. the onslaught of new songs written and partially recorded.
4. the curiously adorable jewman that burned me a copy of the "League of Gentlemen" full-length motion picture [never released in america! for shame!!] and posted a missed-connection on craigslist about me just to cheer me up.
5. why i was so damn grumpy today.
6. why "grumpy" is totally my feeling-word du jour.
7. the guestbook page for the entry that mysteriously attracts more spammers than hawaiian luau and Austin, MN's summer ["Spam Jam"] festival combined.
8. the hopes and dreams rollercoastered about the place on the show "America's Best Dance Crew" hosted by the smarmiest of "Saved By the Bell" players, Mario Lopez.
9. my flatmate thinking i was some random houseguest whenst i emerged from my room clean-shaven and sans spectacles.
10. how many times i've tried to upload THIS entry to no avail.
11. a list.

ooo. 11! number 11! AAAAAAAAAAND...

SCENE!!