A question meme sort of thing

From around (but changed back to the original because "sex" and "porn" aren't the same, IMO. Feel free to ask me why *smiles*). Oh, and I've added my own comments between the []s.

Ask me (or the mun) [awww, jeez...why her?] about each or any combination of the following:

1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. LiveJournal
7. Porn
8. The Future

No matter how risqué, no matter how personal or without tact the question is, the muse or mun will answer. [Okay, mun thing, you can answer, but OW! Fine. I'll answer, too. *grumble*] Also, please specify if this is ICly [Icily?] known, and any conditions on the knowledge requested. [Wait a minute... What conditions could someone else place on my answers?] This is important as it will effect how the question(s) are answered. [It will? I was just going to go balls out and lie like a dog be completely honest.]

Oh boy!

ooc: Although Will's talking about the party in the past tense, it's still going strong. And he won't be doing a drunken striptease on a table because he's a good boy. Thanks to everyone who's playing! You guys are the best! :-)


First of all, I feel like I'm still recovering from the party and the, um, after party that sort of stretched into Sunday. It's the good kind of recovery that involves lying around with my superhotsexylover, basking in afterglow. I'm glad today's a holiday, though, even if we don't technically have to go to work.

Random thought... Ray told me that Cordy's party was the same day as Orli's even though her birthday's the 14th. I wonder if whoever threw it (I swear he told me, but my brain's fried at the mo) knew that today's a holiday so it could have technically been done on the actual day for her. Bummer. *gasp* Unless it was a conscious decision to have it a day early in a blatant attempt to steal Orlando's thunder!!! Mark my words!!! No one can steal his thunder because A) He's fabulous, B) He's amazing and C) It's secured by The Club.

Oh my god, before you send your cards and letters, I'm totally being sarcastic (except for the fabulous and amazing bits. Those are true and I'll get that statement notarized, thank you very much). My IQ's 145 above average. I can figure out that Saturday is the universally accepted best day for a partay. I'm actually feeling bad that the flowers were sent the day after her celebration.

[locked from Orli]
I'm pissed. Despite my best efforts, details about my baby's party still got leaked to the press (Mom called to tell me). It's embarrassing to have the estimates of what everything cost (you know how those tabloid shows do it) plastered all over the place. I guess it's better that it got out after the actual party, and that usually happens with secret celeb type things, but I still feel bad. Next year, beach party on some secluded island where cameras haven't even been invented. Good? Good.
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On the agenda today...

I have no idea. I'm going to make breakfast right now (according to Will's law, my Boo's birthday weekend doesn't end until midnight), then see what he wants to do from there.

ETA: Maybe we should have a manly workout to prove my manly manliness and dispel the rumors that I'm a big ol' girl. Just a thought.