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Thursday, August 19, 2004

Ever have one of those nights

where you work hard, think things will go a certain way, and get totally blindsided by something someone else does? I've had that happen only a few times, always because someone with issues did something incredibly disruptive. I won't go into a lot of detail here, because it was something majorally out of character for the person, someone I don't know really well, and hopefully will never be repeated. But let's just say tonight has been disappointing, freakish, and tiring, which is sad, since it was supposed to be a relaxing dinner party amongst friends. Moral of tonight: never allow anyone, especially a tall man in a basement, down five or six cups of wine in quick succession before anyone has a chance to blink. And never serve wine to this particular person ever again. Also, never startle a drunken man with a golf club. Oh, and here's a tip on how to tell truly good friends: they'll hand you a bucket, clean up the vomit, and help get you home once you have made an ass of yourself.

Ai, ai, ai.

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