Back from a funeral swiftly followed by six (relatively swift) vodkas with Red Bull. At the time they felt somehow necessary.
The combination of mortal clarity and alcohol fuelled leaps of intuition,
I have resilved (fuckety fuck fuck)
have helped me to resolve several issues in my life, most of which, like a glimpse of eternity and the 'Big Plan' in the best dreams, are fast fading.
The one that remains is the link between my mother and my subsequent drive to parent gay men.
More later when that makes more sense. I mean it makes perfect sense now, as long as I don't try to put words to it.
Hic.
8 comments:
Did somebody say "vodka?" Did I miss it? Where's the party?
Can't wait for further illumination Cheryl. I'll have to spank you if you decide to delete this post once sober.
Hugs
I love it when someone blogs while drinking.
Aaagh, Miss Cellania!
Theres no RSS feed on your new blog so I can't add it to my blogroll.
Can you add it as your website in your blogger/blogspot.com contact details for now? Please?
What? I'm supposed to have an RSS feed! And my contactdetails ARE in my blogger profile. I cannot change anything on my blogspot front page. The new site is http://misscellania.squarespace.com/
Is this what you are looking for?
http://misscellania.com/miss-cellania/rss.xml
It must be me. I should try again tomorrow!
Today bloglines keeps saying "No feeds were found. Please verify that the website publishes an RSS feed."
It even said that about the RSS feed.
Grrr.
Not sure about the vodka, make it a G&T, and there is a gay man here who needs looking after and cheering up.
I have NEVER met a gay man I didn't like. Ever.
Loved he cusity cuss cuss cussing.
Six vodka's with red bull, is that a beer? No surely not, gag that would be awful.
Beings that I am only just now catching up, how's your head?
On to read about the link...between mom and parenting gay men.
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