I know it’s been forever. SBJ reminded me of that the other day - but even before that I realized I hadn’t written in here in like FOREVER. Of course there’s a long detailed kinda boring story to go along with the reasons why - but know that I have still been randomly logging in when I can - and I’ve still managed to somehow receive all of your kind and thoughtful gifts (Tiff, SBJ, M.DT, Rolf, Doc.)

I’m going to be attending a party this evening (wink wink nudge nudge to all you who know what KIND of party it is!) and will be logging in later on after Midnight. I know this is pretty late for all of you - but just in case you’re up wandering in from a party of your own - look for me around 12:30/1:00AM PST and you can talk me down from the several margaritas I’m planning on consuming.

I have a LOT to talk to you about and catch up with you - 11 days is far too long to go with out writing, I completely know this. Let’s just leave it at that so I don’t have to make promises I can’t keep and so on. Ok?

Oh - and SBJ? Heart you.
Oh - and Tiffers - Heart you also - thanks for the call last night … it was naughty and just what I needed.
I’ll expand on my thanks and “hearts” later this evening or tomorrow morning. THAT I can promise.

Talk soon…

I’m not speaking about men cumming on me, Tiffy … I’m speaking about the Gay Anthem It’s Raining Men (hallelujah.)

When it rains in Southern California it’s a big thing. There are the mud slides - the traffic jams due to the accidents because no one knows how to drive in the rain apparently, and there is the incredible lazy feeling that descends on me like the paparazzi descends on Brittney Spears when she climbs into a limousine; I break out the books and movies immediately. The other day while speaking with Rolf I realized that I had about 10 movies I had bought during my film orgy inspired by my cinema class that I had not even watched yet. Among those films was the movie To Wong Foo Thanks For Everything, Julie Newmar. Being the girl that I am (there is a word for the type but I hate the word seriously!) I realized I had to watch the movie immediately and put it in and sat back for what I thought would be a mediocre movie about a bunch of badly dressed men pretending to be women. I was so wrong. Though they were badly dressed - I found Chi Chi, Vida, and Noxeema the funniest characters EVER. Oh my goodness. I haven’t laughed that hard in quite a while. The message of the film was pretty unrealistically optimistic but when has unrealistic optimism in movies stopped me? (Mary Poppins, Sound Of Music, 7 Brides for 7 Brothers, Happy Feet and other unrealistic optimistic films continue to be the staples of my dvd library.)

Patrick Swayze (spelling?) didn’t really do that badly as a woman. He looked good in his outfits. He looked really classy most of the time - like a masculine Jackie O. Wesley Snipes - oh my gosh. His arms were out of control. Maybe that’s what made it so funny, though… something about his arms being all pumped up and masculine - and then him wearing really bad wigs and ghetto fabulous clothing. He almost looked a bit like Angela Bassett in Whats Love Got To Do With It as a matter of fact. Angela’s arms were a bit much in that movie, don’t ‘cha think? I don’t mind a toned woman with some definition, don’t get me wrong! But if a man is gonna be beatin the *beep* out of that woman with the well toned arms it just makes it a bit hard to believe. But again - that movie also is one of my staples. The actor who played Chi Chi was pretty great, too. He spoke exactly like Rosie Perez I thought (ok - an octave lower) and had really great movement for a man pretending to be a lady. He got that hip thing down like “whoa”. I didn’t think it was totally believable that he would be the hottest one of the bunch … so hot that he could persuade a little hick boy to fall in love with her and never suspect a thing…but hey… there is something about a sexy confident latina that makes ME hot… even if that latina isn’t very attractive. Take Rita Morena for example. Was she as hot as Penelope Cruz or Salma Hayek? I’m not sure… but put her in West Side Story talkin about how she wants to be in America and give her a sexy little dance and temper and even I wanna fuck that girl. Maybe it’s all in the attitude after all. Hmmm.

So anyways … I realized that maybe my fascination with musicals, show tunes, gay men, men who dress up in women’s clothing, etc. pretty much makes me a gay man. Let’s think about that for a moment, shall we?

Ok… let’s move on.

Tiffy (lol.. sorry sweets - bad segue, huh?) who is NOT a gay man, by the way, and I had a fabulous date. Tiffy picked me up promptly and gave me some flowers and a nice kiss on the cheek. We then went to a party of a mutual friend where we fucked on her bed and lit a few of her candles that I suspect were just for show (bad Tiffy … BAD BAD BAD!) We had delicious pillow talk afterwards and before and during that always makes the time with Tiffy absolutely delicious. I also had a little bit of homework prior to the call that made me ready for the time we shared. I’m not going to go into detail because I kinda spent myself on the whole To Wong Foo rant a few paragraphs ago … but I will say that I did go into a drug store and ask a male clerk where the KY Jelly was. He turned a bright red and I held his gaze - asking him a few times too many if he meant THIS aisle and then thanking him again when I found the tube of the stuff. “I thought you had the kind that gets warm when you blow on it… oooooh. Here it is, never mind!” *wicked grin*. Thanks Tiffers tiff tiff for the great call…you are an absolute delight, you know. Delicious!

Before that call and earlier this evening I played the next door neighbor who strips in front of her window and then encourages her captive audience to finish on his window pane while watching her masturbate, the sexy seductress who tantalizes her best friend’s mother’s boyfriend, and the naughty failing Math Student (that never gets old!) This weekend has been wet in more ways than one (slaps the knee… I’m so punny, right?)

Halloween is approaching fast and I won’t be trick or treating that evening. I will be attending a great bash of a party on the 27th however as Snow White. Whored out version of course. It always strikes me as funny when girls where costumes and it’s apparent that they are only wearing them to get tons of attention. There are so many whore like costumes in the world… hell - they could make a costume of mother theresa look slutty I bet. Slutty Cop. Slutty Nurse. Slutty Nun. Slutty Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Everyone is a slut on Halloween. I’m actually NOT going to be slutty at all. I’m going to be respectful in my snow white costume with 7 little men running around behind me and a rather sexy witch following me around trying to get me to eat her “apple”. I’m thinking that Jackson will probably wear this for the actual Halloween Eve. He doesn’t know it yet. There are really some pretty cute outfits for girl dogs though… wait a minute! Jackson could go drag for Halloween couldn’t he? YES! He COULD! Hmmmm….

Oooh - (this will be a better segue) SPEAKING OF JACK… (lol!) he weighs a nice even round 3 lbs. Looks like he’ll be about 7 lbs as an adult. *sigh*. It’s okay - I just paid a bit more for him because he was supposedly going to be “tiny”. Why I ever believed that anyone could tell me how big a puppy would get is beyond me. I guess I’m just a sucker. He was still worth every penny. Even though today he bit me so hard he drew blood. It wasn’t on purpose - he was trying to get the toy kangeroo I was squeaking at him. Yes - I’m serious - I have a plastic kangeroo toy that I make him fetch and bite and attack. I screamed so loud that he just stopped playing and sat down (with out me even requesting he do so! lol) and looked at me with such a sad look in his eye that I immediately picked him up and told him it was alright. The Dog Whisperer (who I now have my infamous BRAIN CRUSH on) says that pets can really get crazy when we over react over such things. I didn’t want Jackson to pick up on my fear that he would do it again, you know? It wasn’t his fault. I also didn’t want to get mad at him so I had to check myself because there is a difference between some killer 3 lb Maltese trying to bite off my thumb and a sweet little innocent doe eyed little maltese attempting to play fetch with me and mistaking my thumb for the evil creepy kangeroo plastic toy. God hasn’t answered my prayers for thicker skin yet but I haven’t lost hope yet.

I am going to go to bed soon. Tomorrow I have a lot of homework to do - and I also have another post to write up tomorrow evening too. I have received so many great gifts lately - and was told the other day by my sweet Uncle Randy that I’m getting a TERRIFIC gift soon by him that will help me with my Screenwriting class! I am SO excited - and SO lucky to have such great friends who care about my educational and professional goals. For reals! And it’s not even my bday or Xmas yet! I’m almost as spoiled as Jackson is!

I’ll be on tomorrow evening sometime … email me if you need me before that though. I’m always happy to be interupted when it comes to Algebra!

So I was thinking today… (what were you thinking, CeCe?) Well…(! lol !) I was thinking about books. I was thinking about all the wonderful books I’ve received lately - and all the books that I have yet to receive - and all the books that I’ve been reading - and all the books that I’ve bought for school ($$$$$) and then I thought to myself as I was admiring all the books that I’ve gotten in the past few days (and I’ve been surprised by a TON of books!!!) this really negative doomsday type of thought came into my head: What would happen if I don’t have time to read all of these books? What would happen if I lost an eye or something (My mom always warned me about playing too hard and losing one so I have to think it COULD happen!) and I couldn’t read all the great books I have? Then I started to think about movies and I realized that I need to stop watching movies before bed. It’s a habit I got into that I haven’t been able to break. I tuck myself into bed - I put in a dvd - and I curl up in bed and watch it and usually fall asleep during it. It’s the best feeling in the world - but I think I need to stop all of that. I should read books instead. I should read and read and read and soak up all the literature that I possibly can before it’s too late!
So my new goal by the end of this year is to read 10 books. And they can’t be text books.

I’m finishing up a Truman Capote book right now called Other Voices, Other Rooms. It is by far the most poetic bit of prose I have ever read. The words just sing right off the pages and his descriptions make me want to cry they are so damn beautiful. Even as I write these words I’m painfully aware that my limited vocabulary doesn’t even touch what I really feel about this book - and that pisses me off. How can I know so many words but be struck dumb when it comes to describing such a masterpiece?

After Truman I think I’m going to read Sense and Sensibility. My 2 n’s sent me the book the other day and I think I owe it to myself to read a little bit of Jane Austen. Sorry Doc - Confessions of a Mask by Yukio Mishima will have to wait until after Jane. As an English major/Creative Writer of sorts not having read Jane will not go over well in my classes. That’s like saying in film class that you haven’t watched Citizen Kane for crying out loud. Sure I hated that movie - and I’m not very certain that I’ll like Jane Austen either - but some things you just do for the sake of Art and image. *wink* While I’m reading these books I also am going to be reading another book called Conversations With Wilder by my 1st ever brain crush Cameron Crowe. *double sigh*. I received a package from Nationwide Education and Learning today and that masterpiece practically jumped out of the envelope and into my willing and capable hands. When I say that I’m growing moist from the book (I’ve already read the foreward/introduction to it) I am so not kidding. As much as I love my hitachi wand - Conversations With Wilder blows that little electric tool clear out of the water. I’m serious. If I was on a deserted island and had to choose between my wand o pleasure (sorry again, Doc) and that book - I would choose that book and use my fingers to masturbate with. Come on… did you really think I wouldn’t masturbate at all on the deserted island? *shaking my head*.

What else is on my list for the end of the year? Harry Potter - the series, of course. Thanks to my dear sweet Uncle Ralph I will be wading into the Harry pool and enjoying every inch of the water. My 2 n’s also sent me a book of writing exercises that he will be doing with me. It doesn’t really count that much as a book - but I’d like to finish all the exercises in it. The Secret Life of Bees & The Mermaid Chair (both by Sue Monk Kidd) are also on my list as well as Invisible Man by Ellison, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, and The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency. That may be more than 10 books - but I’ve always been a bit of an over achiever.

And yeah - I’ll still be going to school. And yeah, again, I’ll be working here, too - taking calls inbetween pages. *wink*.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again (and again and again and again) - one of the things I will inevitably ask you (so please prepare ahead of time…it will save us time and perhaps even a bit of embarrassment at being put on the spot!), is: “What are 10 books that you’ve read that have impacted your life - that you would recommend to me - and that you feel are essential books to have on your shelf”? You may feel like just jotting them down now and sending them to me via email. You may even feel that 10 books is somewhat limited and wish to give me 20. You may sheepishly tell me that you don’t read - or that the book of CeCe is the only book that has caught your attention in the past 20 -30 years. I would of course call you a liar (and quickly send you free minutes for the compliment!) but it may be pretty darn close to the truth. That is okay. It’s really not - but hey… you already probably feel badly for not having read in 20-30 years so who am I to pound more nails in your coffin of guilt and shame? Whatever your reaction to your little “assignment” - please know that by the end of the year I will be looking for more books to add to my wish list - and will be sitting here twirling my blonde hair in between my fingers, batting my pretty hazelish eyes at you, and hoping that through this little bit of flirtatious persuasion you buy me a few books off my list. You do want to faciliate my higher learning, don’t you (flutter flutter, twirl twirl…)?

One last quick thing before I leave…(because I said that I would…) I have a new little friend that I’m so enjoying these days. Tiffy Tiff Tiff Tiffers is so damn adorable. I loveth her like a flower loves the spring. (lol!) I do, Tiff. She is so fun to torture and so delightfully pretty in pink that it warms my heart. When we speak together it just … makes me want to paint her toenails, sit her on my lap and play in her hair. Tiff has expressed a desire to belong to only me and I’ve allowed the game of wooing me to commence. What is so special about this whole thing is that I became suddenly aware of her putting me through the same mental gymnastics for HER attention! All is fair in love and war, huh, Tiffy? This is my third call with CeCe. I’ve seen words like ‘awesome’ ‘amazing’ ‘great’ bandied about, all true. I’ll add my take. CeCe is flat out, pedal to the metal FUN FUN FUN! I am really enjoying our time together and through the calls we’re getting to know each other and our play is getting that much better because of it! Oh this girl is a KEEPER - DIBS!!! lol Anyway CeCe is yummy and I can’t wait for another taste! - sincerely, Chatty Cathy *thumpity thump thump thump*

I’ll be around in the afternoon for a bit (Sunday afternoon) and then will be returning for the evening… (probably 7pm - whenever) - and will be on Monday morning until the afternoon 3:00pm/4:00pm PST or so - and then on again from 8pm-midnight. I have school on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday remember - evenings will be cut short but I will be on when possible.

I better run - it’s 2:17am now and I need to sneak off to bed and read some homework before I sink into Truman Capote’s poetry. Please know that through your calls, gifts, and confidence - you’ve all secured a remarkable page in my heart. I will treasure your stories for a very very long time.

So, as my last post stated, I have been busy de-cluttering my life. I figured I’d start in my room and have been going strong for the past 2 days. You would think my room was huge, huh? It’s not - I just havehad a lot of stuff that I just wasn’t using anymore. I’ve packed up a few boxes to bring to Good Will tomorrow - and I have my loft left to go. I’m thinking that by Monday I should be pretty much in the clear. Thank God. This has been a bigger task than I had initially anticipated.

I so enjoyed opening up drawers and tossing things into the trash, though. I figure if I haven’t worn something in the past 2 months I’m not going to start now - summer clothes the only exception to the rule. Mismatched socks I keep waiting to be reunited with their better half? Toss. Panties that have holes in them? Toss. Tank tops that have seen better days? Toss. Lingerie that reminds me of my last boyfriend? Burn then Toss. LOL! I am a tossing fool. I also went thru my books and decided which books to keep and which to give away - and I decided to part with a few of my books from the courses I took at a nearby college this summer. I know that I could sell them back for a fraction of the price I paid for them - but many of my books aren’t even going to be used next year. I figure SOMEONE will want them at the Good Will. Let them collect them and bring the “stuff” back to their home - I’m finished with it.

So after a few last hours of sorting (this time thru markers, pens, and colored pencils) I’m done. The rest of this is going to have to wait until tomorrow. The good news? I think I’ve done enough that I finally feel like writing. I’m not completely over my writer’s block that has been sitting on my shoulders for the past … what? 3 days now? But I feel it decreasing in size quite a bit. The stuff has been cleared and has made a way for inspiration, I think. I feel it coming… mmmmm…. YEAH!!!

Before I go for the evening - let me just give a few “howdies” and “how do you dos” to a few people who have gently interupted my whole clean sweep mission with some great calls/tips/letters.

To 2 n’s who is in Scotland flirting with the lasses and wearing kilts for the next two weeks: Thank you so much for the gifts. I know they are on their way - and they are not yet in my capable hands - but THANK YOU. I have cleared the way on my bookshelf for them (lol! Come on - I KNOW you’re getting me books!) and I can’t wait to see what you have recommended for me this time!

To clue everyone else in on what has been happening: I have started to collect lists of books from my callers who love to read. What you can do (at any time and in any order) is send me a list of some books that you think are books that everyone should read. I don’t want to know what books are on the best sellers list or whatever - I want to know what books you find instrumental/noteworthy/important. I’m not saying that I will necessarily read every book on your list - but I’m curious to know what everyone is reading. I also need to read more so I’m starting a little CeCe book club of sorts. You can send the list you’ve created to celinawetdreams (gmail address) if you feel so inclined to do so. K. Thanks!

Um - I have officially become a little “band aid” I think! What should I name you? I think I’m going to name you, “gently weeps” - as in “my guitar gently weeps”. Yeah. GW for short, k? k.
So GW is on tour and has a roomie! (giggles). So my pictures are currently keeping him company since there is no way he can tell his roomie to get the hell out of the hotel room so he can phone bone his online band aid! I just find that so… Almost Famous-y. I’ve never slept with a band member before, either. Not an “official” band member. We (GW&I) became acquainted a few days ago and we hit it off rather nicely. He has the kind of fantasy that I love - and after our fantasy he actually held onto it by telling me that he was going to keep his eye on me from his house across the street. I love it when I can continue on with the fantasy even after the call has “ended”. “UNBELIEVABLE… I am breathless. I cannot speak, walk, or even stand. That was truly perfection. “ Thank you so much, GW. You’re perfect, too! Can’t wait to hear all about your tour when you get home!

To my somewhat disobedient panty boy (where are the measurements and stats, little one?) who I talked to nearly a week ago now: YOU are FUN! I have actually considered starting a new listing - even though “anything goes” pretty much covers all bases. I think a nice little feminization listing will do my spirit (and body) good!! If I can instruct little panty boys who dress up in women’s clothing as I’ve instructed you - the world will be a much prettier place. Like I said - I LOVE projects - and makeovers are my speciality! The thought of having you in front of me - and my M.A.C. products lined up in a row - and dipping my make up brushes into pretty colors that will transform you into the perfect little slut is more than I can stand! Now if you can just go ahead and send me your inventory so I can give you a shopping list - things can move on ahead to the next stage! Excellent call! She has an amazing voice and is very knowledgeable about various fetishes and kinks. i will be calling again. Thank You. Why thank you ever so much, pretty one. Now - stop procrastinating, say bye to your little girlfriend as she trots to work not ever guessing in a million years that you’ll be in her closet dick in hand, and get me my lists so we can go shopping!

Seems the piictures continue to be a popular “aid” (lol!) to our phone encounters, too! These are some of the BEST pics of CeCe I have seen. They are so fucking HOT. Seeing her use that glass dildo. Watching her open her sweet pink pussy wide open. I’m still shaking. I put on the slide show loop and just watched and jerked off. Her pics got me so hot. I came hard, I mean real hard. Just had to log back and tell you how great they were, but my hands are still shaking its hard to type. Joe sure liked them!! I didn’t even realize that one could put them on slide show - but now that I think about it … what a WONDERFUL idea!!! I happen to like the glass dildo set particularily well. I have to get some pics of me using my favorite toy, soon - but in the meantime all you boys should probably check out the picture set of the … month? lol! The glass dildo was an old favorite that I tend to neglect because of Mr. Hitachi - but I may just have to break him out of his cell (drawer) next time dear sweet Joe calls! You can put on the slide show again, Joe, while I play with that dildo on the phone with you at the same time. Won’t THAT be a good time?

Can I mention one more person before I close for the evening…? She’s amazing! Cece, I feel a level of intimacy with you that should be impossible in this format. Thank you!
I feel the same way, Sweetie! I say it so much that sometimes even I get sick of hearing it - but here I go again: I’m way lucky. I’m only able to give myself so intimately, G.L. because you’re able to give of yourself so intimately. You make it incredibly easy, absolutely fabulous, and tremendously exciting to have these fantasies with you. In addition to being one of my very first callers - you are one of my sweetest callers, too. Thank you so much for your sweet and generous feedback.

As always - to those I may have not named - you have not been forgotten. Check your emails later on (by the end of this weekend for sure) for something very special. I know I didn’t “have” to - but neither did all of you who saw to give me sweet words just because you were so moved to. Just a little “tit” for that. *slaps knee* I’m so clever sometimes!

Ok - I gotta get to bed. I have a trip to good will tomorrow with my family - and I have more last minute cleaning to do before I get to sit back and admire all my hard work. Then I also am going to work on a few recordings tomorrow - and finish up a few things here on the site, too. (Oh Teeeeeeeee… I’m finally handing in my homework!!!). (On an aside: Have any of you noticed who’s site is FEATURED on Tee’s designing page? Yup - that would be your cute little CeCe!! Coolio Beans!!!) And yes, I’ll be taking calls off and on tomorrow. More than likely in the morning - then back on again from the evening to late late evening. I’m NOT going to go out - I have to start organizing myself for 2nd summer session - and then Fall Semester at college. Maybe I’ll get to take more ORAL examinations tomorrow. (wink wink nudge nudge). I’m always game for playing school!

I’ve made some headway. Actually - by 3:00AM I will have made TONS of headway!!! Yay CeCe! I’ve broke thru whatever it is that had me stuck and I’m back to normal again. Forgive my momentary lapse of what I like to call “writer’s hell”. Or maybe it’s the part of me that just thinks TOO much. I figured out… well… let me just start at the beginning and I’ll get to my REVELATION in due time. This is gonna be a long post. Get comfy.

So I cleaned - I did laundry - I took out the trash - I worked out - and I while I was vacuuming I started to feel not so heavy and a bit light hearted again. Whew. I knew it was the mess - I just knew it. It was preventing me from thinking. And you can view “mess” however lightly (or heavily) you want to.

I decided on what puppy I’m going to get. And my family is putting in their say - and I want to tell them that hey - I’m paying for the little bundle of joy myself - somehow - so their little say really is just a courtesy I’m extending. I mean - I’ll need a babysitter now and then and it will be nice to be able to rely on them for at least that much. Yes? I’ll be getting a Malti. And due to the bestiality fear that runs amuck on niteflirt - no button has been created yet. I need to write to the powers that be and ask them how best to go about making a donation button. Until then - feel free to call and know that your orgasm (and mine, too, if I’m lucky) is helping to contribute. As if you needed any more incentive to call, right? lol. I’m hoping that around my bday (November 24th) I’ll have the new addition to the family. I’ll need about 3 grand to pay for the vet, puppy, and a few necessities to start off with. Yes - I’m talking about bows for the little tuft of hair on top of his/her pretty little head, a sweater or two, and some other puppy necessities.

I realized that since the 15th of this month I have had about 10 customers who have qualified for a free pic (or two or three). I sent them out along with a thank you note this afternoon. I actually was a little tiny bit late - but all in all - I did it! I followed thru and a few of you will be happy to find some great pics in your email. Maybe you didn’t know I was running a special this month (May 15 - June 15). Well - NOW you know!

I have a final on Saturday that I need to prepare for. Tomorrow I’ll be doing calls and typing up my notes and studying. I work at the gym for the next 2 days so I’ll be probably having another all niter - but - we’re really not surprised, right? I ended up getting another A (100 percent, actually) on my last project - so I’m pretty much assured an A if I can at least get a B on this test. I’ll be striving to get an A on this test just because - well - who wants to “settle”? After my final I’ll be looking at my schedule for summer classes. I wasn’t going to take an art class this year - but I decided while I was cleaning up that you know what? I deserve to take a few classes that just feed me. As in FEED my spirit. I just need to find a way - need to find time - and need to just do it. As long as I take my other 2 classes this summer I can afford a bit of time just for myself. Plus I was able to sell a few of my art pieces last year and made close to $500 bucks - which for me was a treat. It was unexpected - and nice. It’s not alot - but hey - if I can make a few pieces to keep and a few more to sell this year - that’s (I’m bad at math so hang on while I figure this out…) 1/6th (right?) of what I’ll need for my dear little Maltese. So I’ll get to feed my spirit and feed my daugher or son. Sounds like an opportunity I can’t pass up!

Ok - so - I was stuck. But I think I was just a bit burnt out. I was working and working and I wasn’t getting anything to feed my spirit. I think everyone needs someone or something that just feeds them, ya know? Something that just motivates them to try a bit harder - and push themselves a bit more. I’m a person of meaning - so much that it bugs the shit out of me to just exist for the sake of existing. I was getting stuck in some sort of schedule and expectation type of merry go round that wasn’t working for me. It’s not that I need to have drama or angst to move me forward or anything - but I do need to have some LIFE - some unexpected surprises - and some joy - just some unadulterated (sheer, simply, absolute) joy. Trust me when I say - I’m a much happier person - and will continue to be - with this recipe in place.

So there we have it. I’m back - coming back - heading back. Whatever.

And before I forget…whoever was so kind as to send me my latest movies off my wish list - thank you thank you thank you so much much much! It’s kinda funny looking at the titles after this post: Happy Feet, Little Miss Sunshine, Holiday… It’s like my secret summer santa knew before I did what I needed. In addition to the not one but 2 ipods I got when mine was taken so horribly from me, my great writing books, and Milo the 1st, the rings, earrings, and necklaces, in addition to lipgloss and eyeshadow galore - these past few months have been a treat and then some. Thanks to everyone for cheering me and sending me tokens of your appreciation and adoration! *muahz!*