What Would Aubrey Do?

Me vs. Vincent Van Gogh

I had adventures with Ms. B last night.  We drank with coworkers which was fun.  It meant that we showed up nicely toasted for the dinner party.  Once there, I camped out by the bottles of liquor and she went on her merry way.   By the time I found her later, she was sitting in the floor with a stuffed Vincent Van Gogh and was using him to charm the people.  Excuse me!  I charm the people.  I may not have a removable ear, paintbrush or masterpieces hanging in museums around the world, but I have charm, moxie and RUM!  May God have mercy on the soul of anyone who forgets how fabulous I am. I am an adorable bear, bitches!

The State of Not Being OK

It is strange, perhaps it is universal, but it seems to me that everyone is really not OK.  For the most part, everyone is really upfront about it.  They look at me and say things as blunt as, " I am not OK", "I'm not doing well",  "I am having a really hard time" and my favorite, "I am in no way alright."  What makes it so strange is that it is not just a few people I know, it seems to be everyone I meet.  Does that mean something?  Is it the end of the rum?  How can so many people be having such an awful time?  As a love bear, it makes me really sad. 

There must be a way for all of you to comfort each other.  Obviously, you understand each other so why is everyone feeling alone in their pain?  It seems weird but I guess the point is, that we all just have to find a way to get by.  Still, my rum even seems to be struggling.  I hope it gets better for everone. I need my rum to be happy.  Sleep well, sweet rum.  Sleep well.

Some v. Most

There was a time when I went to a party and most people would wonder where I was, but not tonight. Where were you?  I was at a party with free booze and many rejoiced.  The drunkest of you knew to say hello to me.  I may have been hidden but you knew.  The rest of you were oblivious to how my little bear self watched from the wings, unamused.  You will find out what your inattention brings... I promise.  Cross my hearts and hope to sober!   I missed you Foxy.  I hope you are celebrating your success.  TTFN. P.S. I heard every word you said....bitches!