Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

Why do we work? We work to make money to spend on parties, that's why.

I'm always proud to play the role of supplying the sloshing assembly of drinks to all hands throughout a party. Can't say I'm talented, really, just know the right websites.

The 9:30 onward part is lovely, but I really love that off-kilter part of the evening, usually between the hours of 2 and 3 AM when the things-could-fall-apart-at-any-minute period occurs.

The aftermath of a successful party is so good for everyone's psyche, too. You know that your social group is closer and has been strenthened a touch more. People will always refer to that time at that party when this or that happened.

And when Sunday afternoon rolls around and there's long gossip about the preceding night's events you know you've done well. It's such a good feeling when you've thrown together such a fun event that 2 people have called you in the afternoon to congratulate you.

What were we celebrating again?

The "S" key isn't working unless I hit it really hard with my index finger. I think someone spilled a drink on it last night. Lord.