Well, get your butt up here. There will be PLENTY to go around. J's SO is making them. He was so funny. He's like, "So what level hangover do you want your guests to have?"
Verra tempting! Do I need to get dressed? I have a cute nightie on (it's too humid to wear anything else right now, and I'm just writing cover letters, anyway.)
sj is good people! Throwing a party is a PITA; fun, but a PITA. I always forget something and have to call -- someone's always stopping by a liquor store to buy their brand of rum or smokes or something, anyway.
I want to go to a party with yummy margaritas! Why are you on the other side of the country???
A martini bar in town makes the best gimlets, with freshed squeezed lime juice...mmm.
I think I might just need a limeade. Why don't I have a cabana boy? Or a valet? (Huh...would feminine of valet be...valette? valeuse? or would she just be a lady's maid?)
has anyone noticed the whole Rachael Rae Dunkin Donuts kerfuffle? [link]
::baffled::
Erin, you don't have to get dressed. It's my party and I say so.
I want to go to a party with yummy margaritas! Why are you on the other side of the country???
I KNOW! I want you to be here too! Not fair!
t /stomp
Daniel, the thing about that kerfuffle that has me the most baffled is WHY she's wearing that scarf anyway? It's fugly.
Yeah, Daniel. My mom was telling me about that last night. So ridiculous.
{{{meara}}}
I want to go to the party, too!
So I just got offered another job! I'll be teaching an online reading course to little 'uns (2nd-5th graders who read WAY above their level) this summer and will continue to be an adjunct faculty member for the Johns Hopkins Center for Talented Youth for as long as I want. I may end up teaching any number of courses (course list here), but I'm kind of psyched at the idea of teaching reading rather than writing. The pay is crap, to be honest, but this shouldn't take me too much time and gives me a little cash to put towards the debt this summer.
Two job offers in two days. One that pays nothing and one that pays crap. ...At least I'm in demand?
A martini bar in town makes the best gimlets, with freshed squeezed lime juice...mmm.
::makes note to get in touch with Erin the next time I visit the in-laws::
but it sounds as if, in your assessment, you're noticing something not so great about exGFs behavior. At least I was kind of yucked
Heh. No, I think that's mostly just the voice of bitterness talking. Possibly a little the voice of "how come I don't have a lawyer sugarmomma" talking. And some the voice of "how come *I* don't own a house on Cap Hill" talking. Y'know. (Though it's entirely possible the girl is/was straight, I may not be reading into that)
