Bavmorda rocks.

BIRTHDAY UPDATE:

2 words: FUCKIN’ AWESOME. The gifts totally rocked. Especially the ones from that sweet piece of ass I’m proud to call a boyfriend. He really outdid himself this time. I fear the moment when his birthday comes close, because I’m gonna have to go all out with this guy. He truly amazed the hell out of me. As for my family, the usual but always useful gift cards, from Banana Republic (as if anyone had any doubts that they acknowledge my faggot-ness) and, irony of ironies, a gift card from CONusa. Hey, it could come in handy, I still need a decent sound system for Bavmorda and a combo CD-DVD-R. It’s just not right to listen to her invoking death to all of humankind through tiny speakers or being unable to record her heathen deeds of evil and damnation on a DVD with lightscribe.

To Spiderwoman: Girl, I’m SO SORRY I missed your call. And to top it all off, my voicemail was full so you couldn’t even say hi. How shitty is that. I feel like crap. But anyway it was nice as hell to know that you called me (or at least tried to), so once again I apologize for not being able to pick up the damn phone and thank you for the very nice gesture. I send hugs, kisses and pinches in the ass over to Gügenfastenkaisermorgengutentagshnitzel, Germany (sorry, can’t quite remember the name of where you live. I might have mispelled the name. LOL)

To everybody else that wished me Happy B’s on my BF’s blog: Thanks a whole fuckin’ lot! Yuo guys are teh bestest lolz!!11!!

Ok gotta go. I’m still posting from work (hey, somebody’s gotta sleep late configuring all of Bavmorda’s digital wickedness) and there’s people lurking.

P.S.: Bavmorda sends her regards and says: O that thou wouldest fall under the hooves and wheels of a speeding chariot race, O ye bastard child of whore queen Jezebel! Death to all Infidels!!!! 010100010101001011010101110!!!