And now I suddenly crave having a big ball of girly fun at my place where everyone can come over, drink martinis, gimlets, hell--entire bottles of fernet--, play "Never have I Never", watch Bull Durham and sigh when Annie says "oh my!" and then follow that up with multiple Steel Magnolia viewings and more "Never Have I Never".

Don't forget playing Levitation and telling scary stories.

Why are *you* thinking of moving to Philly, hmmm? I think I know!

I think my perfect night out with the girls would be in, not out. I want a bunch of really good gourmet munchies to go with the wine and foufy drinks. and I want to talks about books and tv and men . ( I want to be able to say - 'men' , without it being bitter , or with out feeling like I've dised my DH). Get a little raunchy. And then I want to settle the whole state of the world .

Beth's perfect girls' night is mine too!

ETA: All of these nights sound excellent. Get your butts over to my place post haste!

When is the party at Javachick's?

I just discovered Tool is going to be playing in town in April!!

It's been ages since a good concert has come to the civic center.

So I'm watching Men in Trees, and Krycek just showed up. I'm really hoping he doesn't flip out like a mammal, as he looks *hawt*.

ION, my body's having a civil war. Legs are warm, torso is freezing, face is flushed. Temperature? 97.9. (Normal for me, btw.)

t /Bitches is my New Natter

t Beavis and Butthead Heh. Heh heh. askye said "tool." Heh heh heh. t /Beavis and Butthead

I've been drinking really good chardonnay (Argyle 2004 Willamette Valley -- go forth and get some), and my nose is numb and I'm feeling silly and I have no one to play with b/c The Boy is staying home to organize his house. And with any other guy, I'd worry that that meant "affair" (or, at the very least, hookers), but I know he's serious. So -- chardonnay and numb nose.

And Ali said "tool."

Dude, all y'all call it "Never Have I Never"? That's a mouthful! We always just called it "I Never." Which I always won in college because I had done NOTHING.

Now, depending on the crowd in which I played, I would be the first one passed out. Though probably not if I played it with Buffistas.

(Heh heh -- "tool.")

I pay $1010 for a one-bedroom in a crappy though safe neighborhood. I would like an accelerated metabolism, please. I would like to live somewhere that isn't Jersey, but I don't dare leave my stupid well-paying job. A debt collector called me today and left a stern message without telling me what it was about, and I'll fret all weekend until I can call them on Tuesday; even though I paid all my debts off last year and it has to be a mistake, I'm tied up in knots wondering what fresh hell THIS is. Buffistas talk about food a lot, so I'll share that I ate chocolate cake for dinner, AIFG. Also, OTC Afrin is a treacherous bitch. After a blissful day of breathing through BOTH nostrils, I can't breathe at all now, and will be forced to go back to Afrin in order to sleep tonight.

Ailleann, body freezing, face flushed is a common state for me too. I don't know what it means. Unless it's part of the wonky endocrine system thing.

But what I *really* want to know is -- why don't I have any good cheese in my refrigerator? Oh, the humanity.

because you suck?

What, it's been WEEKS since I said that.

I haev some unopened Gouda. Would that do?