Everyone, meet Dennis. Dennis, everyone.
Sunday, February 18, 2007Just got home from Rob's birthday party. No matter how many times I say that or see it, I can't get over the whole "7 year old" connotation. No, we did not play Nintendo or tag. We drank and Rob was rubbing himself against everyone.
Come to think of it, I wasn't too keen on going in the first place because I'm tired and I just don't feel like doing anything. But I think the party helped me. I was the designated driver so I didn't drink but I talked to a lot of drinkers.
I'm a wallflower. But I do it with grace. I did socialize though. And I was invited to another party. And when I left, hugs were had. I have to train myself, though, to be less of a wallflower and more of a social hunny bee.
I'm tired. Good night.
Come to think of it, I wasn't too keen on going in the first place because I'm tired and I just don't feel like doing anything. But I think the party helped me. I was the designated driver so I didn't drink but I talked to a lot of drinkers.
I'm a wallflower. But I do it with grace. I did socialize though. And I was invited to another party. And when I left, hugs were had. I have to train myself, though, to be less of a wallflower and more of a social hunny bee.
I'm tired. Good night.
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