sleepy

And so am going to sleep.

Feel free to hang out at the lounge as long as you want. The beauty thing about this space is that there is no such thing as last call.

Oh HELL no!

Just spent the past however long on the phone with Infatuation. The deal with him is this: apparently he's LIVING with some girl who's out of town this weekend. In addition, he thinks that FB is lame because he should have been on a plane Thursday to come see me. This is rich, as Infatuation and I have never met, although apparently he likes for me to be his safe fake mistress of some sort. At any rate, the point here is this. I apologize for not being a better hostess. And also, dude, boys are fools.

- Crazy

Random Ramblings

No word back from Medusa, which may either be a good sign or a bad one. It's difficult to know. She went to dinner tonight with a Blast From The Past - a guy she had a relationship about five years ago, who suddenly reappeared within the past couple of weeks. The fact that I'm not hearing from her may mean: 1) they went to see some music after dinner, 2) they are having freaky circus sex, 3) she's lying in a ditch someplace. (Three is very unlikely, but I needed a number three.)

Otherwise, what shall I write about. The book, It's progressing, and I hope to be done with it tomorrow, although this is ambitious given the fact that it's 12:20, I've had a bunch of wine, and I've attempted to have a State of the Union with a guy who's totally not my boyfriend. In other words, I have high hopes for tomorrow, but I may need to work on Sunday, too, as much as I don't want to do so. The one thing that was good about the State of the Union is that I do feel like I was totally and completely honest. Totally and completely balls out with everything, although, of course, I am not having the actual balls. I'm being all metaphorical and shit. Ooh! phone!

Oh wow! Infatuation is on the phone! How wild! (Though apparently he's with a girlfriend, which is so annoying.)

Update on the FB

So. I just got off the phone with him. Basically, I laid it on the line with him about where things need to go with me and him if we're going to continue on. Nothing (obviously) came of that email or the conversation... or, rather, I did get some information, but nothing was *decided*. Dude, I'm a decisive person. Why isn't everybody fucking decisive? It would make things so much easier.

In other news, while I was on the phone with FB, Medusa called from her cell and obviously I could not answer. I don't know whether this bodes ill or well, re: the pseudo-date that she was on tonight. I certainly hope to hear back from her very soon, as now I'm dying to know what's going on.

So what's been on the agendas of people out in the blogosphere this evening? Good times? Fun and frolicking? Sobbing to The Ghost Whisperer? Inquiring minds want to know....

Crazy

Jesus Christ

Dudes are such fools. Discuss.

Crazy Here: And You May Wonder Why I Keep the FB Around

It's because he directs me to things like this. Thanks, y'all, for stopping by last night. Also, feel free to use this comment thread should you be drinking and in the mood for chatter when Medusa and I aren't around. Our idea is that people will stop by the Lounge even when we're not hosting.... And we may perhaps invite others to become regular posters to this here blog, depending on how things go. So don't be shy! Let us know if you're around!

Good morning revelers!

Thank you all for coming last night! I have to say I think we all a) looked sensational; b) drank well, if to grapey excess; c) behaved well under the influence of the drink; and d) covered some interesting ground conversationally in a funny and engaging and boozy manner.

Those of you who missed the fun, do not fear. I am sure there will be many future opportunities for drinking at Crazy Medusa's. Oh and by the way, the missing comments were deleted only because they gave away locations of party goers. I probably should delete the ones about the professors I slept with, but I am not gonna. After all, what fun is a party if you don't do or say anything that you slightly regret in the morning?

Must go find some Advil for this headache of regret. I am really really not in drinking shape. (And does anyone know how I got this bruise on my thigh? Was I turning one-way signs around again?) Hope you all are feeling fine and chipper this morning. Have a wonderful Saturday!

xo Medusa