but here's what has truly got me all lit up ... i've been asked to bartend. sigh. you really cannot imagine how much i love bartending. every aspect of it. chatting with the drunks, mixing the drinks, wiping out the glasses with my tattered white rag while i wax intellectual, in the parlance of our times. okay, not really, but i DO bloody LOVE bartending. and jules knows this. so she gave me that job at her party tomorrow night. (yes, i realize that giving people jobs at your party is a very seinfeld-sounding thing to do, but hey, it was a good idea then, and it's a good idea now. when it works in my favor, that is. if i got a shitty job like cigarette-butt detail, i wouldn't be so pumped.) and i will be as happy as i possibly can be back there. why? well, who's the most popular person at the party? the person passing out the booze (or drugs, but this is not that kinda party), that's who! especially when that person is a totally hot chick! which i plan to transform into when tomorrow evening rolls around! (got my fairy godmother on speed dial.) so i'll be having a damned nice time tomorrow. and i'll be thinking of you. thinking "wish you were here... to knock back a few with me, go driving around like drunk ass idiots, get home waaaaaay past curfew and get totally busted. yep, that's what i wish."

xoxox