Party Time! Excellent!
Bah. Grocery shopping for tonight's party. We're expecting a bigger crowd than usual, which is ossim because hey, RENT needs ta git PAID. I just have to decide what to bring or make. I don't usually make stuff, but I'm feeling like it might not kill me to peel and chop and do kitcheny stuff. I dunno. Maybe I can make a BIG batch of curried chicken salad, except it could be a problem for people who are allergic to nuts. Which means I could make one batch with and one batch without. I think I just said all that outside my head. Luckily, I'm such a fascinating person, everyone hangs on every word of mine like they were pearls shit out from the sphincters of the gods, so I could go all fillibustery on your collective buttockses and start quoting the lyrics to campfire songs or copy/paste recipes for the hottest appetizers of the 1950s or OW! WHO SHOT ME? That kinda hur