Tonight there was a party at the home of the delightful, delicious, delovely T-Bone and Stanzi. We didn’t know many people, but I did meet someone I’d wanted to meet for some time: a friend of a friend who works at my favourite newspaper. She was wonderful (one of my favouritest things is meeting smart, charming people), as were many others in attendance. Seriously, though, I don’t think I’m attractive enough to attend any more of their parties; everyone else was hot. I felt like brown shoes in a tuxedo shop. Still, it was fun to be there when T-Bone’s birthday rolled over into my own.

And now…I need water & sleep. It’s technically my birthday already but I’d prefer to not be nauseous for the awake part.