Boy, am I hung over.
Here we are, gettin' our drink on before the party. Also too, Marvin mentioned that I was kind of boobin' out and I can see from this photo that yes. Yes, I was.
I did not have anything stronger than a juice box, but at one point I walked over to Marvin and he had that vacuous look he gets and I said, "Did you have a drink?" and indeed he had. One thing he can do is hold his liquor. He is a regular Keith Richards, that one.
By the way, you are not looking at my bra up there. It is a lacy tank top but you can't tell in that shot. I think I can cancel my mammogram, since we have now all seen every detail of my, you know, area.
Geez.
Here I am getting ready to leave at 9:15. You know it is sad when you need to photograph it for posterity. And I did not apply light foundation to the bottom half of my face. The stupid camera did something. It was not used to being up this late.
What the hell did I do to my eyebrow while I was out partayyin? Irks me.
Anyway, yes, we were out till ALMOST MIDNIGHT. I know! We are animals.
I have many many many hours of freelance work to do and I have to fix my eyebrow, so I will assign comment of the week tomorrow.
Party on.
