perfectionist with a god complex
it’s hard to believe that she’s been here three weeks but she has and tomorrow afternoon she begins the first leg of her journey home. there is already a pallor over the house. the boy chick is loathe to lose his partner in crime and near constant companion and i know exactly how he feels. there was a different tone to the house over the last three weeks and i’m going to miss it.
yesterday was packed to the gills with all the fun shit that makes life so enjoyable and interesting.
the birthday lunch for my younger daughter went off fairly hitchless, my older daughter was here as well and a good time was had by all. sometime in between all of this i found time to finish the cover for the annual report, attempt to deliver it to the client, come back home, wash my hair get dressed and be very late for the media excellence awards.
my date for the evening was the always lovely karen (who i must say looked stunning) and i think we made quite the impression, got there late, but then made the rounds hilton poolside for the free food and drink. we weren’t sure if it was me in the sarong and red shirt or the small muscular indian woman in the hot dress by my side or the combination of the two.
we left the media awards around 11, wandering sort of aimlessly, well not entirely, planning to swing by after dark to see who was about and show off karen in her hot femme duds, she was just too hot, we left a little after 4am.
which brings us up to speed, i’m working on corrections to the annual report, i’ve had 3 1/2 hours sleep and now i have a shitload of corrections to do. joy.
i’ll be back.
my first drunk post. not stinkingly drunk, just mildly ineberated…
a couple of observations…
the moon is full, and beautiful
and if you’re bisexual and you’re sitting on the fence there is always something hard between your legs…
ponder on that for a moment.
i had a great time tonight, kisses to k, gen, simone, niam and all the other people who were sharing that lone air conditioning duct. looking forward to doing this again.
the letter for today is V, blah, blah, blah…
vagina, virgin, vestial, vestibule, very, vary, vargries, vacancy, vagrant, vulva, varicose, vend, victory, vice, vowel, voracious, vent, venice, vocal, voice, village, verily, veto, vote, van, vantage, vile, verge…
not a bad list for someone who should be in bed sleeping…
i have working in the morning (later), not just showing up for working mind you, a number of designs for a presentation that need to be finished before the long weekend…
another thought…
bisexuality is the best of all worlds…
happy birthday K.
another day, another dollar, well a few cents at least. i’m hanging out with my friend K tonight, it’s her birthday and we’re going to party like it’s her birthday.
should be interesting to say the least, she’s a member of the cult of sappho (figure it out your damn self) and we’re going to one of her fave hangouts.
does it matter that i have work in the morning? Oh hell No! i need this evening out. i’m just barely hanging on.