The British Are Leaving!

Today was a good day, it started quite early in the morning when I got up and went to the basement to retrieve some rubber cement. I then proceded to liberally apply the rubber cement to a piece of bristol board and cover it artfully with pretty paper and letters clipped out of the newspaper. It was a present for my friend Matt, who is hopping on the plane tomorrow bound for Belgium and he'll be gone for a very, very long time. Very sad, I hope he appreciates the present.
Then I went to work, where I spent a long period of time being very interested in the presentations going on, but very sleepy at the same time due to me staying up very late composing my farewell message to Matt. That is, I was interested and sleepy until we got to the espresso machine presentations that came with sample shots of espresso! Well, I got a cappuchino myself, but wow, what a pick me up! All in all, today was my first all around very good day at Williams Sonoma. I got to stand next to the handsome gay fellow several times, why o why is he gay?
After that, I went to the party, which, I have to admit, I was apprehensive about at first because I knew most of the people were going to be Matt and Marlen's friends, who weren't really friends of mine - they were more like acquaintances or faces I recognized. And when I got there, Marlen wasn't there! So I stood around and made witty little comments until Marlen got back and then the fun ensued. It was a very good party filled with wading in the pool while others splashed, and eating potato salad and trying to play guitar and doing the dance fight with Marlen. Oh yes, and when it got dark, Marlen and I made pretty splashy noises in the pool - Jeff tried to join in, but it didn't come out too well. Oh yes, and everyone started setting twigs and plastic bottles on fire. I think my lungs are currently very polluted. And then, most of the people I didn't really know left and less than ten of us were left, that's when the great conversations started. We talked very loudly, I'm sure the neighbors didn't appreciate it. At one point, a grasshopper that Jeff was playing with decided I was more interesting and it suddenly sprung onto me. I screamed very loudly, or so I thought. I think it came out more as a terrified squeak and I leapt off my chair and huddled on the ground as I felt it crawl around my back. I hate bugs, ick. Hmm, and I was hugged, many many times, mostly by Marlen, who insisted on it. I did the proper thing and cringed through each and every one of them, and occasionally, the guys felt they ought to join while I whimpered beneath the pile and pulled us this way and that. I think the oddest thing that happened was when Eric randomly curled up on his side and put his head on my lap - tense about describes how I felt for just a few seconds. And then Marlen reminded him that I don't like human contact, phew. I don't think I've ever had anyone put their head on my lap before - that's the most surprised I've been in a very long while.
Bye bye Matt, I hope you enjoy Europe! We'll miss you!