she's having a baby (no, not shivery. breathe.)

in other news, the first of my clan from high school has fallen to the machine that is motherhood.

that's right. she's having a baby.

miss mica shea, she of the watch cap, the brilliant artistic talent and the omnipresent cigarette, is dropping a sprog. the suspicion is that it's going to be a boy. and if it is, they want to name it crash. (s)he's due in october.

crash.

what a great name.

and that kid is going to be criminally gorgeous.

but...fucking hell. ours was the clan that was going to tear it all up, take over the world, boozin' and whorin' all the while!

i guess now we'll just have to do it with little crash in tow.

jesus marimba. i suddenly feel old. older than the little sprouts lurking around NYU make me feel.

i've got to get back home before she's due...my god. mica shea. i'm so happy for her...and so completely skeeved out.

i guess this means someone has to throw a baby shower, then.