2004-12-06 - 2:04 a.m.
Last night we had a chic soiree for Sonja's birthday. My brother and Frank and Dave showed up toward the end of the evening--I'm not entirely sure that I've ever seen three people on a mission like that before. They sucked on a bottle of Ten High for awhile, smoking bowl after bowl after bowl. I watched Ben run from one end of the spectrum to the other (an evolutionary wonder that normally takes place over the course of an entire evening) in an hour and a half. LJ made Kahlua. He and I may or may not have Graeco-ed. Hey, just for fun, like in the next week or so, you should all give LJ a call and see if he wants to come over and sleep in your bed with you for awhile. He snores like a fucking buzzsaw and he spends half of the evening elbowing you and the other half spooning you. It's a lot of fun and falls under the category of "Sadistic requests that I make of people when I'm feeling particularly crazy." It's kind of like when I keep having sex with unsavory people just for the pure, unadulturated joy in a good, solid morning layer of skeeze. I'm fucking kidding.
My father informed me this evening that Christmas with Grandma will be on Saturday, December 18th. This is precisely the day that I had planned to go visit Mike. I had to purchase a lot of sushi tonight to make it better. Again, I sooooo forgot what it was like to like a boy. In the grand tradition of Tessa (who I did not make out with last night, and, interestingly enough, upon further examination, am a little disappointed about) *sighs, draws hearts on her notebook*
