You guys, I think I'm getting old, because this is the first year since I was 18 that I have made a predetermined Sexy wife seeking sex swinger granny decision to seriously party foul this weekend. Past party fouls include: Attempting to leap a guard rail (apparently "For -"???) and failing miserabley, in turn fucking up my knee. Climbing a 16 foot chain link fence to get a better view of nothing. Then, also falling. Kissing that McCellan Lord of the Rings guy. Whoa FAIL. Everybody ed me "Frodoperv" for like a month. Hoping on the side of the street cleaning machine, which fully could have killed me, as it hit the pavement at about 2:30AM after Pink Saturday. This year, none of that. Hopefully, although you never know. I be attending a dinner party tonight. Maybe doing that HIV testing thing that waterblack is apprently to death of. Maybe like a little whiskey. I also have all these fancy new clothes for work, and I kind of want to wear them. You guys, apparently my clothes sucked so bad, for my bonus after we closed a deal last week I was given a $ credit account at -'s. AND I had to shop with someone, I couldn't pick my own. They did this shit on purpose because they knew I would not buy clothing with it, or at best hit up the GAP or HM or put the rest in a fund or something. I thought I looked ok