I am in recovering from carnival party mode. Seriously. That was the first and last party to be held at Casa de Stephanie and Arlie. Yes, it was fun. But there were moments of pure insanity such as when the 400 people were knocking on the door asking for Casey, their boyfriend, their girlfriends, not speaking English, etc… The carpets were a disaster, there are beer stains running down the bathroom wall permanently, I have Roley poop on my floor from someone knocking over the littler box and the list just goes on. But - it was FUN!
Anyhoo - for the rest of this week I will be trying to hide from life. Probably very unsucessfully.
Tonight I’m off to meet up with an old colleague from Sega who just dropped into London. You have to love anyone that has an article published about them with the quote “Foe has really big balls, and when they get to swinging, watch out!” Should be interesting.
One of the Austrian contingent is in town from Friday which will also prove to be complete insanity. Top it off with Alison’s birthday party Friday night and another possible party on Saturday and I pretty much want to crawl under the bed and pretend that I don’t exist.
Other goals for the week (see it doesn’t always include parties!):
Yeah - that is all for now since the rest of the week is only about 2 days…
August 30, 2006


Horaayy..there are 3 comment(s) for me so far ;)
now you know why we stopped inviting you and the other usual suspects over for those 5 hour sunday cava breakfasts.
I thought I stopped getting invited because a) you didn’t have the terrace anymore and b) because I moved countries. But I guess I was wrong…
Wow, a friend of mine attended an oncology seminar in Sweden this summer, and she was telling me that European “life is much slower than USA”. Maybe it’s just the scientists there, and the rest of ya’ll are making up for them.. Sounds like OSU parties over there, except for the sunshine part the next day that goes so well with a hangover.