Parties are like work except I am more comfortable with myself at work which is wrong, I know, but there is all that contained knowledge that I have at work, and at parties I am too much on my guard. Swear to goodness, though, I have been giving it the old college try, and even though sometimes the sentences that slip out of my mouth are ( Read more... )

    Some times, there is no controlling life, you know what I mean? No matter how well you want to line your ducks up so you can step back and sigh peaceably at the row of smooth orange beaks, there will be some fateful hand to come down and smite your paltry little order. And you know what? It's okay ( Read more... )

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       Which means that upon occasions I could come home cold and dull enought to almost beg to be invited to pizza, and since I like pizza; when they bit at the bait and went ahead and invited me I would say yes, but when I got all the way up to NE where the pizza was, I would also be discovered by an aquaintence and so I would tag along to his ( Read more... )

And so when the girl from across the street invites us to an underwear party with pudding wrestling, we decline. We even say no to the party in NW with 3 bands. And instead we go to see Snakes On A Plane with our flask and some friends, I mean, our friends and some flask, and it's a terrible good time. I mean, kept me occupied, no doubt, but still ( Read more... )

Whilst cleaning, coming across the dead rat that fulfilled the Blue Team's scavenger hunt item of "something that was once alive".

They were all jealous, you should have seen them, rubbernecking at our driveway. We had kids on bicycles, rainbow colored, drunk on life and birthdays. We had a big green bounce castle, and so help me goodness, we were bouncing. There was a scavenger hunt, and a keg, ang strangers we picked up along the way to help celebrate. Danced around the ( Read more... )

Ah, and I am such a liar with my little time stamp to keep the checkerboard. It is really three and thirty and the morning is fast approaching with its dawnzer lee light, and I have something in my system half frustration half 88 proof Portland made vodka. I know you don't like it when I write on tipsy but at the same time I love it so dear lee ( Read more... )