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When we last left our hero, I was preparing for a holiday party. It went well. I only stressed a little, and although there were many wonderful people who weren't able to make it, the turnout was still high and had much fun. And of course got wicked drunk. And sustained a biting injury on my neck. Even more bizarre is that there's no bruise or welt or teeth mark, but jeezus does it hurt like hell when I touch it. Of course I'm a moron and touching it often. Or maybe I'm just a masochist.
Yesterday I never got dressed. I spent all day in pajama bottoms and watched multiple episodes of Buffy and Star Trek. Damn, I'm a geek.
Favorite moments of Saturday evening include: chatting with Riley in the kitchen while he sliced cucumbers and I made spinach artichoke dip; having storytime in the bedroom with Damon and Riley and Educating Esme (who wrote me a christmas story! And specially designed the book! It's too precious and special for words); drunken touching of people I'd normally be too reserved to fondle; and maybe more but I don't remember, because as I mentioned, I was drunk.
Since so many people were absent (understandably, since it's a busy time with competing parties and obligations), I'm thinking about having another party in the spring rather than waiting for summer. Maybe around the equinox in March. It's a good excuse to clean.
I wanted to sleep in quite badly this morning. Maybe I should haven't stayed up late playing 007 Nightfire on Playstation 2, my holiday gift from Damon. Have I mentioned that he's the best? Because he is. It's Goldeneye again. I love Goldeneye. If I get Grand Theft Auto III, I'll never leave the house.
Yesterday I never got dressed. I spent all day in pajama bottoms and watched multiple episodes of Buffy and Star Trek. Damn, I'm a geek.
Favorite moments of Saturday evening include: chatting with Riley in the kitchen while he sliced cucumbers and I made spinach artichoke dip; having storytime in the bedroom with Damon and Riley and Educating Esme (who wrote me a christmas story! And specially designed the book! It's too precious and special for words); drunken touching of people I'd normally be too reserved to fondle; and maybe more but I don't remember, because as I mentioned, I was drunk.
Since so many people were absent (understandably, since it's a busy time with competing parties and obligations), I'm thinking about having another party in the spring rather than waiting for summer. Maybe around the equinox in March. It's a good excuse to clean.
I wanted to sleep in quite badly this morning. Maybe I should haven't stayed up late playing 007 Nightfire on Playstation 2, my holiday gift from Damon. Have I mentioned that he's the best? Because he is. It's Goldeneye again. I love Goldeneye. If I get Grand Theft Auto III, I'll never leave the house.
Bedecked!