2004-12-01 - 4:46 p.m.

Have I slipped into some parallel universe where the days are suddenly much longer? I swear this day feels like a week. I woke up to pouring rain and knew, I just knew, that the MTA would not be able to pull it together. Well bless them they did it again. My train was absolutely packed with wet, musty people with drippy umbrellas. I cannot get the funk of wet dog out of my head.
So P’s sister has gotten into town. Good times there. Tonight we are going to a function at Tiffany’s E is a member of the Junior League (or as we call it muffy scouts) and they are doing their holiday party. How can you go wrong with champagne and shopping? Really I am just going for the drinks. Well, that and to buy my mom’s Christmas gift. Now I know that seems extravagant but libbyfish is very posh, as you all know. Actually that is a load of crap, but I want to be posh.
Because we have houseguests I am sure to tweak by week’s end. I love to have people in town to visit but I have become very persnickety and anal about the apartment. I seriously cannot take clutter. I absolutely hate it. I have never been able to understand people that have tchotches everywhere, its just more stuff to dust. I am a firm believer in less is more, the minimalist look if you will. But they have brought GIANT suitcases so they can shop like it’s their job and they have taken up residence in my living room. By Friday evening I will be in the corner of the bedroom rocking back and forth trying to find my happy place.

i will let you know how my posh shin dig was tommorrow. i suspect it will be filled with the sorts of woman that shop only at Ann Taylor and wear pearls everyday.

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