Feb 07, 2005 00:05
Super Bowl is over.
As expected, Patriots dominated.
Whether I wanted them to or not doesn't really matter.
I didn't lose any money.
On another note, I'm so tired right now from trying to make sure the girls didn't find any incriminating evidence about the twins or Solan.
Goddamn, they were persistent.
The funniest thing in the world was when they interrogated my mother, and she looked completely befuddled.
I forgot how well she did in her short lived acting career.
Mother, in this rare time, I love you.
One of my other friends seemed to have an off night, but I don't think he realized that by him being sad and mopey and cooperative, he was kind of putting a damper on the party.
I think he's alright now.
Hell, I hope he's alright now.
He was giving me flashbacks of my "suicidal" days.
Something no one wants to experience or relive.
Otherwise, I think the party was a success.
But, I did have time to think about what my friend Dimitris said when he arrived, and when he left.
"There's always drama at your parties!"
...
He's right.
Maybe I should hang up the towel.
I was always known to throw a pretty damn cool party that had people talking about it for days.
But, the last couple of shindigs have had some odd outcomes.
From now on, I think I'll settle for a small little stay home thing.
Anyway, G'night all.