Had a great time at the party last night. It was Mike's friend Eric's birthday, and pretty much everyone he knows showed up at the restaurants where the party was migrating. I was more social than usual, but then again, I seem to know his friends a little better now, and I spent a good portion of the night chatting with AJ and Gina. I decided that RedHeaded Sluts taste like Vicks 44, though, and that was a bit of a letdown. However, I am fairly certain that if I accidentally cut myself, I very well might bleed blue caracao. And hurrah for boyfriends who make runs to the store in the morning for Pepsi.

However, I am profoundly stupid. In my incredible sobriety, I forgot to remind Mike to take my holiday cards (and something for belladonnastrap) out of the trunk before we came inside. I probably won't have them until Friday night, so I guess those things will be sent later than expected. Schmeh. I did, however remember Aster & Rac's gifty things, though.

I have a concert in an hour. I suppose I should get out of my PJs. I have a lot to do this evening-- after the singing and such, I have to do flyers for the Wednesday holiday program, and put *something* up on my bulletin boards. And I have icon requests to attend to before I ponder options for a new layout. Which I shouldn't do considering the ridiculous amount of work I have in the next two weeks.

( My ridiculous schedule for the next two weeks.Collapse )

Please excuse me while I curl in a corner and whimper.