Monday, March 21, 2005

the joke's on me
Late Friday night I get this brief email from a pal: "I'm working the Black Party. I'll be playing the head prison guard. I'll see you there?" I thought he was kidding, but simply wrote back that I'm not going. Sometime Saturday, after I have left for work, he writes back: "I thought on your blog you mentioned going to the Black Party. I have one free guest ticket and I can't seem to give it to anyone."


I responded with: my blog said MY BOYFRIEND GOT TICKETS - which of course, i figured anyone knowing me would know I haven't had one of those in years, therefore, no Black Party ticket, either.

Grrrrrrr. Well, by the time it got straightened out, it was too late. No more joking about boyfriends, or parties, for me.