01.15.02 :: 2:46 pm

I remember now why I don't like playing hostess.

The anxiety over the whole "will anyone show up" ordeal, and if only five people come, should I cancel my buddy Bill the DJ because I would so hate for him to drag all his stuff up only to play to, like, four people.

Whatever.

I make foodstuff and buy liquor.

After that, fuck it. Maybe I'll just invite Bill to party.

God I'm so unorganized. This is definitely foreshadowing the wedding we're going to have.

Live it. Love it. Embracing the uncertainty/insanity.

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