The thoughts & opinions of Sassarella, the Queen of Sass as she cavorts in 's Gravenhage & beyond. Brought to you by CES's (Chief Executive Slaves) of Big Skanky Ho Inc.
Quick... someone talk me out of getting a tattoo. Because I'm very very close.
I've gone mad, I tell you! MAD!!!!
In other news, I've been feeling a bit homesick lately... which is a bit of a situation, because I'm not sure where home is anymore. To be honest though, I've really been missing people. I know my Toronto (and Vancouver and Taiwan and etc) friends are on the other end of a phone call or at least Messenger, but I'm missing seeing y'all in person and being able to talk face to face.
On the other hand, I'm very curious to see where I end up next. Australia is beginning to sound better and better.
Yeah yeah... I know it makes no sense. Welcome to big skanky world.
In general, it's a bad idea to throw a party when you're ill, on antibiotics, and have mad, raging PMS hormones that guarantee that every last thing will get on your nerves.
It's an even worse idea when something like 100 people show up.
Still... hell of an evening. I spent most of it either answering the door or finding the room with the least people in it and hanging out there.
