party

was invited to one tonight. wanted to go. was dressed for it, even. but got stuck at work, new girl, couldn't let her drown and she woulda too. stayed couple hours late. too late for party, everyone starts driving drunk after a certain time so home was the best place to be. see, look how brutally responsible i can be. but the mail is getting truly frightening. it scares me. i think i'm going to have to open some soon...