Hey! Got another rejection letter today! Whoo hoo! Let's party!

Too late. Beat you to it. Hello, vodka. Hello grapefruit juice. Welcome to me.

I'm planning a party. For work. I'm having two kinds of cake delivered from a fancy bakery. I made marinated carrots, which as we sit here communing, are marinating in the fridge. There will also be meatballs -- which are actually a cheat brought to you by Costco and the crockpot -- turkey wraps (Costco), vegetables (also Costco), and Velcro darts, a game. And prizes. I even made flyers. I am a social butterfly for hire.

The neighbors sound like they're on dueling pogo sticks. I used to love my pogo stick. Nothing like a giant spring between your legs to make you feel alive.

Hi Mom!