this entry seems manic
May 20, 2002 at 11:08 a.m.
I have a bunch of shortcomings.
Right now they seem quite close to the surface and I can't resolve why. I can tell you I don't like it.
But I can tell you one thing I know I'm good at. Throwing dinner parties. Dang, I have a talent, yes I do.
I don't have a recipe for success, but one thing I know that works is to not have everything ready by the time people start showing up. My crowds are always diverse and coming in and having to seem comfy right off the bat can be impossible -
but I think if you give people small things to do, they feel like they have a bit of ownership in the party and they are instantly "in" the party as opposed to "at" the party.
My shin-dig yesterday was so much fun. Fondue, sushi, brownies, and my very best friends screaming. Life is so good... but we missed the X-Files finale so if you saw it, do explain what happened. We had it on but we found ourselves to be much more interesting than the TV.
Except when we watched the end to "Never Been Kissed" and 2 of the boys tried to kill themselves rather than watch it. I just don't understand men, I really don't.
And I don't understand myself. I grew up with 3 very insutling brothers and it's just natural for me to be rude to any man I am comfortable with. Geez, I don't even have to know their name...
And for some reason I feel like growling and going for a run. I have things to do, but if weather permits, I'm going out to the pool and I'm going to sun bathe on a pool chair because I just can't seem to blow up my raft dealy, and I may end up sceaming. I am so frustrated right now. Just grrrgrrrgrrrgrrrrrrr
I need an overaul. I need something. I need to get out of my pj's, especially.
SUPERCRACK just can't explain it, but she's getting incensed. About something, and she doesn't want to blow her top but she can't figure out the reason WHY she's incensed. Or if that's how you spell incensed.