with god given ass

Karaoke at Ozzie's was acceptable. It's close, but the drinks are pricey. Bring a flask. Ahem. No, don't. Anyway, the selection is pretty good, one of those big ass books, which they seem not to have a ton of, but some of the songs are a little off-key. I did "Ziggy Stardust", "Your Woman," and "Just What I Needed" with Ang and Reg, and "Bizarre Love Triangle" with Reg.

Considering it was the first time we'd left the house since The Bloodying, it wasn't too bad. Might make it a semi-regular karaoke event.

speaking of craziness

Because Reg hasn't been, I've been taking fish oil supplements. I'm of a generally cranky disposition, but I've noticed a newfound optimism the past couple of weeks. Anyway, just thought I'd throw that out there for all you anti-meds people.

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Marge: You sound like you're going to buy a pony. Promise me you won't.
Homer: Mm.
Marge: What was that? Was that a yes or a no?
Homer: Buh!
Marge: Those aren't even words!
Homer: Sna!
Marge: Mmmmm!

well hey

I'm wearing the same shirt tonight that I wore for stevo's going away party, and my boobs actually look normal again. sweet!

edit: I put on some lipstick and good god, my undereye circles with red lips make me look like a vampire. I usually don't go to extremes to cover them, but I just did and it reminded me of being 15 again, using a combination of ultra-pale coverup with green to counteract the purple then putting flesh tone on top.