Singing. Again.
No, seriously. Why do people keep trying to make me sing? After dinner yesterday, I was dragged to a small karaoke bar. There were maybe twenty-five people there. Keifer Sutherland was one of them. Weird. Someone (not Keifer Sutherland) complimented my cleavage. Anyone who has ever seen me will understand why this is possibly even weirder.
Also attended a great cocktail party in downtown LA Saturday. The hostess, HB, had amazing appetizers and even better friends in attendance. I ended up, as is my wont lately, discussing the half ton man. In exchange, or perhaps retaliation, one of the guests told me an extremely disturbing story involving a heavily overweight woman, folds of fat, and a dead kitten. (Mental note: Stop talking about the half ton man.) The highlight of the party may have been my being drafted into the Cupcake Brigade. I’m told it’s a great honor. Thank you, General C. =)
In any case, the party renewed my interest in throwing the housewarming party I’ve been talking about since October. As long as HB caters the party, my friend ML organizes it, and my roommate cleans up afterwards, this party may actually happen. Maybe in June…
Went hiking with a friend on the Mishe Mokwa Trail in Malibu today. It was a beautiful day and a terrific one to spend outdoors. So much better then working. I need more three day weekends.
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