the lines of my earth.

it's been a great erzulia. and since gabe is out of the apartment, i can do my clay mask and manicure stuffs without his ridicule for my day of beauty.

hope you enjoyed your week of love. here's my final erzulia gift to you.

( i love you! )

today will be my day of love, and i'm going to spill it all over mr. romero and his zombies tonight.

hey guess what.

you may need to be a girl to understand this; i don't know what goes on in the boy's bathroom. but you know those seat protectors? those paper things that are available in every public restroom but are never used? (who here uses them on a daily basis. hands up, you liars.) well, they use them here.

it's odd. in minnesota i used to look at the protector dispensers and wonder why anyone would feel the need to use them. i mean, sure, if there was a messy bessy before you... but toilets in the midwest are generally pristine (at least by L.A. standards). you see the protectors in most stalls and they just kind of escape notice.

but here... i mean, i work at a swanky place in century city. everyone here looks like they roll around in an armani pit and even the cleaning ladies wear blouses and heels. the bathrooms are marble and tile and have a wide range of personal products available in little tinkly bottles on the counter.

and every time i'm in there and someone comes in for business, sho nuff there's the crinkle of paper as a protector is whipped from its dispenser and situated on the seat, tounge settling into the bowl.

there are plenty of places i have felt the need to use them here. malls mostly. not so much at the theatres. but always at the beach--my god, the beach. public toilets here are nast. ay. but the legal department? really?

(perhaps this is just a stuffy century city thing. i mean, they ARE wasteful here. maybe they just see paper and their little blinkers go "destroy. destroy. pee on it." i've witnessed these people throw trash in the recycle bins and use a bag of styrofoam cups a day. for every electronic document, they print out three paper copies. and omg only PLASTIC bags at the grocery store!!!! *stops* you know what? we shouldn't even get started on the green issue, or the bashing on L.A. is going to get bonkers on my part.)

seat protectors are just such a funny thing to me. like ties or clothes on pets. why do they exist? we should just have floor toilets. not only is it better for your colon to position yourself in a squat rather than sitting on a hole, but you can flush the toilet with your feet and avoid touching the mechanism altogether. and, of course, alleviate the false need for dainty papers under our fat asses.

it's that time kids!!!! for six days, erzulie ge-rouge will get a break from her tears!!!! let the private celebration begin!

today's my day of flowers (i'm picking some up on the way home)!!!! which aspect are you celebrating today????


( ERZULIA: a full explaination to those coming late in the game... )

the fun begins today, my lovely little bitches. happy erzulia!