Musical Monday: WHITE CHRISTMAS
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Darlings, it’s time once again for our annual Christmas tradition (now in
its 18th year, if you can believe it), the perennial “White Christmas,”
done up...
Sep 28, 2007
in praise of dull parties
Tomorrow is my friend Lisa's birthday.
On my machine she gives me the line up.
It'll be very simple, a meal at a Greek restaurant and maybe some party games.
Her guest list includes the following:
1. her live-in boyfriend,
2. her flamboyantly gay ex husband,
3. her non-live in boyfriend (impotent and of possible Nazi ancestry),
4. her ex-boyfriend who is straight.
5. her ex-boyfriend's girlfriend,
6. her ex-boyfriend from high school who is a priest (and possible pedophile, but amazingly a completely different one from the one mentioned below.
I know, huh?)
7. a former coworker who may...even more amazingly... be the most bizarre of them all (but that's a story for another time, like after a few drinks)
8. me
The last time she entertained was...ummm...interesting.
I'm hoping for a dull party.
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8 comments:
why, it's just a gathering of intimate friends! Show up sloshed an it will be whatever you make of it.
Considering the guest lineup, I would ask if "party games" is some euphemism for "orgy", but I read the post about the suicidal, half naked priest and decided I don't want to know.
Have a lovely time.
Well, this sounds like most of my parties. As I've paraphrased to be appropriate to my life, "I have always depended on the kindness of ex-boyfriends." They tend to show kindness only after we break up.
it sounds like a lesbian pot luck dinner.....where everyone slept with everyone but they are all BFF
if itsgreek, load up on the ouzi....you'll have a goooood time then.
Well no follow up post...yet...so I trust there were no suicides or late night movie features or games or missing underwear or nervously petting strange cats involved?
woah! sounds like someone needs to make some jaeger popsicles - you know the kind with the dreamy vicodin center? hehe
This is the sort of thing that I would avoid at all costs. But then, I live on another planet.
lookit; you have enough material now for an off-Broadway show.
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