[Editor's Note: Sonya gave me a call this afternoon, informing me that she was making a guest appearance here. I think that's wonderful. We all know girls get more hits than guys anyway. Besides, I have been a steaming pile of apathy this week, journal-wise. I've even got an entry written on my computer at work. I just haven't bothered to upload it. Isn't that sad? So I'll stick it on here tomorrow and let Sonya fill some white space today. I'm glad to have you, honey! By the way, if any of you out there are interested in doing a guest shot, well, you just write me at saints@magibox.net and we'll find you a spot. Anyway, without further ado...]

Well, I've stayed pretty quiet since H started this thing, but I have decided to make a guest appearance, so "hello!" As you know, from reading this, I am H's other half, Sonya (notice for his sake I didn't say better half), and I have felt a wrenching desire to do something creative (either good or bad, just something), so here goes...

First off, I have to tell you, this weather is cold and wet and miserable - I hate it! I want to move further south, away from seasons, someplace warm, someplace that the constant temperature is between 75 and 100 degrees with 80 percent humidity. I know it sounds lame, but it's what I want.

[Editor's Note: I agree. It was horrid today...it could have only been worse if people had been on top of the buildings, spitting on the passersby.]

Something else I want...a baby. I have several friends at the moment that are about to give birth or are expecting, and when I talk to them, my insides go all gooey and my uterus aches. But as much as I would like to have a kid, I realize that I am just now about to turn 27 (which is still fairly young), and I mean, you are becoming responsible for another human life, and that boys and girls, is scary as hell. I know I could do it, I would have to, but every time I see a little one, I throw all that common sense shit out the window, and say "what the hell!" But it hasn't happened, yet. Oh, well, maybe someday.

Velvet Goldmine...

A MUST see movie! Starring Ewan McGregor (Trainspotting, A Life Less Ordinary, The Pillow Book, etc...), Toni Collette (Muriel's Wedding), Christian Bale (Little Women) and Jonathan Rhys-Myers (I think that's spelled right). Can you tell I'm a Ewan fan? I don't know what it is, he's just got it, you know?

Anyway, it's a great movie about the early 70's glam rock scene in London featuring characters sort of based on Bowie and Iggy Pop. It has everything...sex, drugs and rock and roll. 4 stars, 2 thumbs up and all that shit. Go See It!!! By the way, the soundtrack is just as fabulous as the movie.

A side note before I hand the reins back over... I got one of those "you're a child of the 80's if..." e-mails the other day, and I have decided I need to add one of my own- "your a child of the 80's if you refer to Rick Schroder as Ricky." This comes about because of NYPD Blue. H and I were watching it the other night, and of course "Rick" Schroder is Sipowitz's new partner. And there he is, naked, laying next to some chick, he gets up and shows everyone his bare ass. I almost couldn't take it. I mean that's Ricky Schroder, star of Silver Spoons showing his ass to God and everyone. I guess were all growing up, but it's a little disconcerting, you know? The funny thing is, his naked co-star probably had her bedroom postered with him when she was young-what girl didn't?

[Editor's Note: He had a train in his living room, you know.]

Well, I guess that's about it (I could ramble on for hours, but I won't. I'll spare you this time). Thanks, H, for letting me take up some space. Maybe I'll pop in again someday!

Take Care,

- Sonya

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