babble
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin:
I'm back in L.A. The cat was a little miffed at me for being gone so long, but I was able to make him forget that he had ever been mad at me with a few pieces of sliced turkey and a tummy rub. If only people were that easy. "You slept with my sister! I hate you! Ooh, turkey... you sure are terrific. Let's make out."
Now that I'm back and I don't have Very Big Things to plan for like weddings and conferences, I find myself with a disturbingly large amount of free time in the evenings. The first few evenings were spent thoroughly enjoying this free time with liberal doses of television and my favorite wine, but now I have decided that I need to find something to occupy all of this time. So I've decided to throw another party.
This time, I'm not going to try to do everything myself, because that shit is hard. So, Dawn, I'm totally going to rope you into bartending, and Jessica, I will be requesting your tealight and bling decorating services. I haven't decided on a date for the party yet, but once I do I will expect all of you to totally get all up in my grill for an invite. Because my parties are fucking fabulous.
babbled by Kat @ 5:32:00 PM |
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