what i remember about the party...

it was a lovely night.. the patio was the place to be..
everyone showed..it was a great night..
i was drinking tequilla and beers..smoking borrowed cigarettes and feeling slinky in
my purple dress and hippy jeans and barefoot..
the music was good..
The Boss showed and stayed all night, slept on my sofa
but i missed seeing it, as i passed out hours before he did.
the beautiful girl boss kissed me a million times and told me how beautiful i was a million times
i flirted with everyone
the food was good and at one time there were so many people it was hard to get around the place...
a real breakfast at tiffiny's moment
the guys played the 2600 all night
us girls and the rest of the guys smoked cigs, took shots and talked and laughed.
mikey d gave me a nice fat pipe and i was out of my mind the rest of the night.
i had a great heart to heart with eveyone that mattered..or at least everyone that
i had never had one with before..
i had lots of friends show that i have not seen in a long time.
i have LOTS of beer and liquor left over..so it looks like we'll be having a movie night soon..
it was a great night
i said lots of absurd things..
the most absurd being..
'im too punk to be emo' (??!??)
and 'maybe he'll pull it out of his ass if you ask him nice'
and
'oh yes, i am the best poet alive'
but everyone lauged and it was ok..
and i love you
all of you
every
last one of
you beautiful
beautiful
beings