what is the word

In the last few days I've seen some increased traffic from B.A. in Chi-town, thanks to this post. If you look at my dumb comment in reply, you'll see I basically had no idea what the joke was. On Saturday Anise came over & I asked her to explain it to me & she said, I think he thinks your blog is funny. I said, oh. Sometimes I need people to explain very basic things to me.
While we're on the subject, longtime readers of this space may notice I never use the term f.b. anymore. Well, I've been admonished for talking about sex in the recent past, but of course that isn't really why. No, it's all part of my new commitment to take other people's feelings into account whilst blogging, not just my own. F.B. is still a hottie tho, in case you've been wondering. Tho my lips are sealed from now on -- promise!
Despite massive amounts of champagne-drinking & great batches of soup-making & several episodes of The L Word-watching & a little bit of too-much-of-everything-doing, I managed to get some work done this weekend. I spent practically all of Sunday all by my lonesome at St. Helen's on Wythe, slurping up tea & editing some writing for a friend. When I first got there it was bustling & brunch-crowdish, & the only free table was next to a former fling who flaked out on me sometime last summer. It was all weird running into him even tho he was very friendly & talkative. It was just that the tables were all pushed together & I had about a million bags with me & I was wearing this big scarf I suddenly felt sweaty in so it took a moment that felt like ages to situate myself & all the while we were making that dumb small talk I happen to be really bad at. Eventually the place cleared out till actually I was the only person there & I moved over by the window & spread all my papers out over 2 tables & watched the sun go down while I worked & it felt so peaceful & perfect, like being in France or at the old Les Amis in Austin (at no. 12 AND no. 15 on this wistful list, where you only have to order 1 cup of coffee & no one comes over to your table to bother you every 5 seconds to hustle you out.
In other news, my birthday is sort of coming up. I'm feeling a little eclipsed by various April happenings -- weddings & going-aways -- & thinking maybe of doing nothing. But I don't know. I can't decide.
But if you are wondering what to get me... & please note that the complete first season of the Golden Girls is marked Priority 1: "Must Have." This is not a typo. Thanks.