Amalah Makes Some Demands
The FAQs of 'Kus

Where the Eff I've Been

You know when you take a couple days off work and then come back and suddenly there's so much work to be done you kinda just want to curl up in a little ball under your desk and cry? Or is that only me?

Anyway. I'm almost ready to start talking about the Heartbreaking Weekend of Unbearable Suckage, but not quite yet. Maybe later today. In the meantime, I have been up to some pretty damn funny stuff if you've missed me here the past day or so.

All Amalaholics are encouraged to go check out:

The Judith Light Brigade site. If you haven't bookmarked it yet, what the hell is wrong with you? Not only is it super-functional and tells you when a seriously funny group of people update their respective journals, it has seriously funny little blurby things about the new entries. Most of which are written by me. And I crack my ass up. Shut up. I'm entitled.

Four brand new episodes of the seriously funny animated soap opera that I write with Lauren, whom I love more than nacho chips with queso. We were on a bit of a roll yesterday and man, we are freaking BRILL. YANT. As Lauren said yesterday, we don't tell each other where we're taking the story or what the hell we're making the characters do. We just "just fly-by-the-seat-of-our-proper-asses." Haaaa. So check out Parts 22, 23, 24 and 25 of The Bold & The Bloglicious saga. No idea what I'm talking about? Check the sidebar for Parts 1-21 and get all caught up with the highly-acclaimed and hugely-popular craziness. It's a good 20 minutes of good-ole-fashioned-time-wastin'.

And of course, I was rocking the Thursday Haiku Smackdown yesterday. I'll be posting at the official site later today announcing the new Grand Haiku Master(s) and maybe (if you're good) an incredibly ambitious Haiku FAQ that I've been working on in my head every morning while I brush my teeth. (I'm an author on four different weblogs, people. I'm multi-tasking all the damn time.) I would also like to take this opportunity to announce that Mindy and I are in love and getting married. Send expensive gifts.

So. Even though I haven't posted here, I have not forsaken you. Just look can find Amalah everywhere. In the whispering morning breeze. On the face of every child. The smile of every puppy. And in the places I just told you about.



Is the Haiku FAQ in Haiku? That would be cool.


Holy crap Lee, are you trying to make me lose my mind?

Clearly NOT New Jan Brady

So, let me get this straight. You're going to marry Mindy, when you CLEARLY love me more than nacho chips with queso. Outrage!

Actually, it's cool, because I sorta wanna marry Mindy too.

By the way? I'm going to write a completely NAUGHTY and GROSS entry today. Muuuhaa. At least I know YOU won't pass out.


Hey, here's a new game...count the number of times Amy said "seriously funny" in this entry! God.


So where are you registering? Will there be a shower? Will it be in Vermont? Or considering your both already married, Utah?


Umm, I think I even saw you this morning in the men's room at work.

Stop that.


Oh and Mindy is so obviously, incredibly in love with just take a number, Missy!


Crap! I thought thenewjanbrady and I were getting married or something...I mean, we broke up cos of the mayo incident but after that? I thought we were tight.

New Jan Brady

Chris, we're gonna have to get married now, since I've been DUMPED. We can also serve as bridesmaids to Amy and Mindy. Awww.


Ok, that's it. The Judith Light Brigade is relocating to Utah like Oliquig said.

Ooh, then I can marry Dooce too!


Utah, here we come baby! You think we gotta be Mormons before they let us in?


Where in the name of little green tomatoes have I been to have missed all these comments??? Registering at Crate & Barrel, of course. In fact, I have been there all.this.time. Amy, where the hell were you? You PROMISED to be there and to take an interest in our monogrammed swizzle sticks, and if this is the way... holy crap I'm starting up again aren't I? Forgive me? Please? Wumkins?

Chris and Jan, your fittings are next Thursday at midnight. Uh, uh, uh, no complaining--this is OUR day, and we will work around our own schedule. You can jerk us around for your wedding.

Hmmm... Dooce... I kind like hte idea of keeping her on the side, you know, for when things need a little shaking up.

P.S. Buzz, I am so sorry. Truly I am. But you know it would never have worked, what with the Empress threatening to kick my ass to China and back. It's for the best.

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