so the mistress begins her yearly descent into insanity...the first of the year always seems to inspire a special kind of reflection...reflection in the mirror tells tall tales.

I despise memphis. I despise its outlaw christianity and its defacto segregation.

I have a crush on a cook a work. if i act on it, not only would it end my relationship-which more and more is seeming like no big loss-but my job as well. Not only would I be fraternizing with the help-he is black-which makes it a double whammy here in good ol memphrica.

but I like him.in a sweet way.

the other night we had drinks and walked my dog at 4am...he comes from a family that runs just about every kitchen in memphis-they also run drugs thru every kitchen in memphis. they are smart business people-but not always on the right side of things.

I don't know.

this time last year I bought a ticket and ran away.

this year,hmmm.

our tidy liar enjoying a pint and a fag. 

spare some change... 

long night,loooong night 

merry christmas from the gita houshold 

I want what I want and I'm not sure how to get it. I want San Francisco-now.I want that love that tears your insides into a million pieces...all these dreams...

Dear You,

I miss you. I miss your smell...sweat, coffee, ocotillo...maybe an Irish bar on Clement. I miss you, my friend, who I was to young to value or do right by. I missed out on the jokes you never told and the orgasms I never had. You were beautiful and imperfect, sweet and I lost you.
I miss you now as I have missed you in my dreams.


Good-night-MG

I love this kid 

my baby is growing so fast 

Santa ClauseNorth Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Adam's Office party. It was Charlie who spiked the punch with too much rumpleminze. I can't help it if I drank 96 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like puppy breath.
I thought it was funny when I put Richard Daniel's thong on my head and danced the the cabbage patch on the vodka while singing `sideways'. I didn't mean to break Adam's vibrator and don't know why Adam would accuse me of sodomy.
I don't remember calling neil's wife a slippery barnyard ape---even though she looked like one with black eye shadow and blue lipstick!
And when I threw up on abby's husband's vagina, it was only because I ate too much of that cheese.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my horse through my neighbor's the roof. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a fat tommyboy and have me arrested for sodomy!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all slimy and stinky. And I'm really not to blame for any of this crushed stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and slowly yours,Mistressgita (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 6 bucks!