|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|I slept great last night. Which was glorious, because I usually sleep badly, waking up many times during the night for whatever reason. Last night, I slept like a log. I only awoke when the Vampire male who lives below me, tried to come home just before sunrise.
Apparently, from what I could evesdrop yesterday (Mrs. Kravitz much?), the female Vampire was angry with her mate. I suppose she must have locked the sliding glass door on him, as he was banging against it repeatedly, as if that would magically open the thing...
I do hope he fried and became a pile of dust when the sun hit him. Noisy vampires are the worst, I tell you!
SLAY ON BUFFY!!
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|