Sorry for being late today. I had a neurology appointment for another round of shots in my neck. The happy news is that the migraines are definitely caused by my neck-issues. The bad news is, my neck is jacked up bad and hates me. A lot. Arthritis in the neck isn't a whole lot of fun, y'all. I don't recommend it--particularly if you write for a living. Back to the important stuff. Friday rambling. :)
I know, I know. Dirty Dancing is so...wonderbread, but it's my sister's favorite movie, and I felt like indulging her today. (I love you, Cathie!) Me, I have a lot of favorite movies and quite a few are of questionable quality. (Nothing as bad as WolfCop, thank you Dane-my-husband-I-adore-but-sometimes-wonder-about.)
I can't make too much fun of him. He did do something glorious and buy me Stevie Nicks/Pretenders tickets for my birthday. (Pssst. It's not until the end of the month, y'all.) They're two of my favorites from the '70s/'80s. I haven't seen Stevie since the Wild Heart tour, and I never did get a chance to see Chrissie Hynde live. So, yeah. I'm happy. Add to that, my friend Katie splurged on a "Stevie Nicks for President" and a "Witch" pin from this shop. Because Katie is amazing. So, I'm very much looking forward to this weekend. Dane has promised me a shirt and everything. Ha!
I hope your weekend is a good one. I shall be spending it with Blackthorne, coffee, Stevie, and Chrissie.
 Like whitebread but far more artificial and bland. Of course, I enjoy far worse movies. Seriously. Let's take Big Trouble in Little China for example. Oh, boy. The racism. But I love that movie to death. I do. I can't help myself even though it's the corniest movie on top of the racism. And just like she had a crush on Patrick Swayze, I've had a thing for Kurt Russell. (Maybe not the Jack Burton, Kurt Russell, but definitely Kurt Russell.) So, I can't exactly point fingers, you know?
 Actually, WolfCop isn't his fave. I just love to tease him for having watched it at all. Because...Are you fucking kidding me? LOL
 I know, I know. I am officially OLD. Us Gen-Xers are becoming geezers. Still, CHRISSIE HYNDE and STEVIE NICKS. Yeah!
 Page proofs, bay-bee! Yeah!
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