Don't Make Me Release The Flying Monkeys

We went to a fabulous, fabulous party last night -- a bon voyage for srakkt, who will be deploying to Afghanistan shortly with the Marine Reserves. I had the best time I've had at a party in ages. (Recently I haven't so much been enjoying the parties I've been going to, but this one reminded me that they can still be great fun with the right mix of people.) Lots and lots of Firsties, and there was even an appearance by a Firstie 2.0, now six months old and very much a party girl.

srakkt, we're so proud of you. Thank you for what you're doing, and I look forward to more high fives when you come home safe and sound!

It was over much too quickly, but this was definitely a weekend's worth of happy memories being made.

My sweet beowabbit gifted me with my first portable MP3 player and yet another cool book! Whither goeth beowabbit, so goeth gadgets and gizmos, and he is molding me in his image! *kiss*

pheromone's parties are always a blast, and this one was no exception. She turned her apartment into a beach so that party-goers could show up in skimpy summer attire in winter-y March. My boyfriend and I both wore sarongs. :-) He even danced. And sang. It happened right around the time that pigs flew over the house, and when the mysterious ice sheets covering Hell were pronounced safe for skating. Lots of sexy people kept us out way past bedtime. More surprising still -- I made it home with my shoes on.

In the morning, after taking care of some unfinished bidness, we cooked up bacon and eggs, broke into the cryogenic pumpkin pie, and had breakfast al fresco on the balcony! Ah, the dawn of spring. It was so delightful to be soaking up sunshine over a tasty meal. This needs to happen more as the weather gets warmer.

I had a Theatre@First meeting in the afternoon, and Wabbit hopped over to Diesel to do online-y things. The meeting was productive and it was great to see everyone. We have a fantastic summer one-act festival planned for you.

Afterwards he swung by to collect me, and we were off to see 300. Neither of us had gotten the memo about the correct time, so we were a few minutes late meeting up with barodar, joyeous, and _mattt, who saved seats for us. Onscreen, heads rolled and chest-muscles rippled. We wound down afterwards with drinks and snackies at a nearby restaurant, unseemly conversation ensuing. Just the way I like it.

I'll have another weekend like that, please!

Mark your calendars, kids... BV returns to Johnny D's on Saturday, September 16!



Everybody's favorite disco tribute band is coming, and you need to free your mind so your ass will follow! I'll be there with beowabbit and hopefully many others. The music starts around 10PM. Come join us, and bring all your friends!