Felicia’s Gossip Column

Dear Diary,
Felicia is hungover, along with the whole county of Tompkins, every resident of which showed up for the party. What a night! Perhaps the biggest night at Felicia’s to date. We were overrun with Dead Prom Queens, and a few Kings were also floating around here and there but we could have definitely used a bit more testosterone in the place. Charles the Pirate Queen and King Becca were crowned at midnight, voted into office by the applause-o-meter. If I had my druthers, I would vote Karl as the Creepiest Queen of the night, especially with that musty fur coat on, straight out of the grave. You, dear readers, can see a few pictures on our website - click on the photo album link on our homepage (www.atomicloungeithaca.com). If you have any good photos from the night, send them to Felicia!
Fondly,
Felicia

Dear Diary,
Felicia has never had a blog before. Felicia never even considered having a blog, until about 5 minutes ago. I don’t know what happened. I guess I just got caught up in the craze, conceitedly thinking that someone would want to read Felicia’s Diary, to know what’s happening in her life, perhaps the latest bar gossip (like what man did Margot Felicia get stuck in the bathroom with last week? And who kissed Rory Stitt?). So, before I get too far down the muddy blogging path, what do you think? Should Felicia have a blog???? I do value your opinion, I swear. After all, we are all Felicia.
Fondly,
Felicia