Dec 05, 2006 18:17
Glitterama was a huge stress and huge fun and huge success. Lines stretching around the corner of North Ave and Howard St. Standing room only. I was a maniac, maniac (dancing housewife/filmstrip genius) on the floor. Like I've never been before.
Amanda and I can finally smell the sweet sweet stench of publicly accepted permanence. One year, and people stop mumbling to each other "we'll see." after you cross to the other side of the room. Staying in ridiculous hotel room so we can lie around in a king size bed with 5 billion count sheets and stare out 10th story windows naked and then order room service at 11am and eat a champagne breakfast in luxuriously soft robes that have been washed many times over and naked too. Also, we are buying a house. Yup.
Rice Dream makes Horchata now. And I want to bathe in it. All day long. I take it from the fridge and guzzle, and it drips down my chest and gathers in puddles on the floor. And then, when there is no more left in the fancy square carton, I get down on my hands an knees and lick it off the floor.