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October 25, 2006
Three B's for Lil Bree
For the past several months, my life has been ruled by three B's: bidness, boys and blogging and not necessarily in that order. I suppose it's better than the three B's of the past: beer, beer nuts and backfat, but that's open to debate. Anys, as if it hasn't been apparent of late, I'm afraid the blogging has taken the back seat to the other two. (Rrrrah, boy bidness in the back seat! Break me offa piecea that kink!)
So while my online absence may be sad for those of you stuck in the office, desperately hitting your browser's refresh button, it's probably a good thing when one takes into account my role in the whole "a lubricated society functions only as a reflection - not a generator - of proletariat virtue" paradigm y'all are always espousing.
"'nuff with the espousing," Bree yelled. "Your rules steal my soul and sell it for crack rocks."
So, I'm going to try to write more.
And though I'm not quite as shiny as that fine rendering above (thank you Dermalogica oil control lotion), and I never wear bright red lipstick, I still feel comfortable confirming this solemn Quaker oath to you.
"Quaker Oath...dang girl - you still got it!"
Posted by Bree at October 25, 2006 10:31 PM