2003-07-12

 

Thanks to the mention in Molly's blog, I found this, which at this exact moment contains the story that Chuck submitted to the McKinney paper. I'm pretty sure he's contracting -- which is why it says "special to the courier-gazette" in his byline.

And now, before I scurry away to catch the new zombie movie, I have to fess up about something. It's about the "dinner party" Stevie and I hosted Thursday night... See, I drank a lot of wine at this party. Adam guesses that I had about an entire bottle to myself. This, given my low tolerance for alcohol, is not a good thing. After everyone left (except Jenna, who crashed on the couch), I threw up. And I didn't quite make it to the bathroom. Stevie said that if he didn't know what had happened, he would have thought I was shot in the head. OUCH!! It reminded me of the dinner party we had years and years ago -- at the old apartment -- where Mol yakked up after she got home and thought she was bleeding from her stomach. Just the red wine. <shudder> I don't think I'm going to do that again for a LONG time. I had to take Friday off from work I was so sick. It was bad. Stevie brought me jello and water and by 5 or 6 last night I was finally up and around again. It was freaking terrible. I have no intention of getting that trashed ever again... Of course, I didn't set out to get that messed up on Thursday.

Technicolor yawns aside, it was really nice. The only thing missing was Molly. Maybe that's why I got so fucked up? Naahhh... I got so fucked up because I wasn't paying attention to how much I drank. I guess we all have to do that occasionally so we remember why we practice moderation in the first place.

Off to the movie. Maybe I'll post a review later.

posted by bethanye 1:34:00 PM