You all know that I am stressed out. So I won’t bother with that garbage here. Life is shitty. Let’s move on:

This weekend we are hosting what I will call here “Handbasket Fest 2”. The last time anybody we know had a party for adults only, for the specific purpose of unbridled debauchery, was approximately four years ago, when we hosted the first Handbasket Fest. Recent events have made us realize that we need more fun in our lives so we conspired to plan us a to-do.

I am looking forward to seeing some old friends, some new friends and the bottom of a bottle of tequila.

The only problem is that due to extremely poor planning on my part (and possibly some denial) I have to go to camp with a bunch of Cub Scouts on Sunday afternoon. I will be with them for 24+ hours and possibly still drunk. That’s generally regarded as a big no-no in scouting circles, so I guess I will have to show some small amount of restraint. I guess it’s a good thing the party starts early in the day. Plenty of time to sober up. Theoretically.

I am so doomed.


Reading:
Psychological Reports and Business Letters. Yippee!

Hearing:
The loud ass A/C

Needing:
I'd rather not say

In My Car CD Player:
Can't remember