god damn it. i had a whole beautiful entry written, then just when i pressed post someone called, knocking me off the internet and wiping the thing clean. grrr …
well, to reconstruct: i’m now listening to the bootleg ani cd jamie got me — ah, loveliness: “swandive” “both hands” “two little girls” “independence day” “up up up” and “cradle and all”, among others. she presented it to me at the ceremony last nite at annie’s party which also featured an anti-aging package from jay and then three themed gifts that escalated in their just shocking inappropriateness: the kama sutra from ilana, a blow-up doll from annie, and lastly the apex of such things. i didn’t even have to open the box (from liz) to know what it was. shocking, shocking, shocking. by that point i was almost weeping w/ laughter. … i adore my friends.
matthew stark and r. block had come by earlier and they stayed for a while. almost immediately ruby removed his shirt. but they didn’t partake of the queen mary goodness annie provided — taught ilana to inhale! — and they left around midnite. we were thoroughly toasted by that point and stuffed w/ frosting and liz’s cookie-cake — we went to the living room to make like potted plants for a while. i started describing a scene from a book that annie didn’t want to hear about b/c it involved cruelty to animals so i compromised by spelling out the offensive verb in sign-language. “K-I-L-L-E-D,” said ilana: “kill Ed? why? who’s ed?”
“killed, love,” i said, and then she joined us rolling on the floor laughing.
then we hottubbed, then slept, then woke to make/eat blueberry pancakes and disperse. missed tamar and nomi. they never made it over b/c tamar, who’s parentless at the moment, stalled on norbeck. jamie’s dad eventually had to help her.
the other mini-tragedy of the evening occurred when ilana’s glasses were sacrificed to the party gods at the paws of annie’s spawn-of-satan golden lab, lulu. well, better ilana’s glasses than ilana. all in all, ’twas a successful gathering. ari and becca, i think, both return tonite. and wow i wonder if ross is in san francisco by now. (hallo, ross, if you’re reading this.) didn’t get a chance to talk to him afore he left. well, enjoy. i did.