Tonight I'm having a party and I'm not even freaking out about it. I just have to vaccum and then everything else is just icing. There's a lot more stuff I would like to do, but if I don't, it's still a party. Oh the music, vacuuming and the music, the rest is icing. Being unemployed turned out to be a good thing, because it caused me to scale back the menu, which means everything is doable. It also smallerized the guest list, which means I can throw all my junk in my bedroom and not worry about having to have people in there because we ran out of room in the living room and kitchen. Seriously, I can't even walk in here at this point.
Man, if it weren't for the polar ice caps melting and whatnot, this shit would be the SHIT, am I right folks?
