n'est pas

Quelle night!

It seems as though I was drunk earlier.
I am not so much now...

Just returned from a "pool party" (sit-fest?) with Interpol (the band, not the international police).
I am thoroughly chlorinated and less than musically enlightened, though it is nice to walk into a room and be greeted by the lead singer of a band you like with "it's the famous Jill!"
And then me responding with "it's the famous...whoever you are."
There is something to be said for maintaining sobriety, and I was quite sober by then.
Girls can look awfully silly at times, hey lets be like cats all territorial and then complain about how fat we look in bikinis.
I'll be over here, slowly crawling under the fence. Lest we forget my hair is so pretty and red.