2004-12-11 - 3:02 p.m.
I went to the Deadwood for a drink with Burne last night. I don't have any money. He bought said drink. And also cigarettes. If Son-jee's gonna date anyone I'm glad it's someone who buys me stuff.
Ran into Lorelle on my way to the bathroom after a pit stop at the pinball machine to wish Guy good luck and have my hand kissed (I'm fairly certain because I was the Princess of Electronic Games, and also fucking). She and Chris stopped into town and we had a cocktail (well, those fucking losers had Coke cuz Chris had to drive merenemernemer.....). All of a sudden, a blond ball of piss and vinegar came tumbling over the side of our booth proclaiming, "My son shit all over the house yesterday--I mean, c'mon, he has diarrhea and he sleepwalks!"
Congrats to Liesel, she is, according to her older sister, "An uncle, I mean, aunt, duh AUNT." She is an aunt. Again. And I'm sure that he's beautiful.
