Of course, after the weekend what I really could have used was some sleep but oh well. Friday night was a lot of fun. P. took me to El Mansour for a nice dinner. I love this restaurant. They have wonderful Moroccan food and a belly dancer who makes all the guys in the place try to dance with her. Watching these guys attempt to shake their hips I cam to appreciate how truly miraculous the survival of the species is.
Anyway, Saturday I helped A. unpack, got my cheongsam pattern alterations done and cut out the silk before E. and X. came and roused me from my torpor and dragged me off to SIN for the Sloth party. I really need to get better cloths, thank god this was all about being lazy. I ended up wearing my sushi pants and a little mesh camisole. Not that exciting but it seemed to be effective. It was a very mellow, if late, night.
Sunday I got up at the a**-crack of dawn to get over to the lodge building and set up the breakfast. Overall, the breakfast went quite well. We made more money than we had budgeted, and everyone seemed to have a grand time, and thank god that it's over for another year. I hate getting up early as it is, trying to get up early after a night at a club and spending the rest of the night trying to get the cats to stop spitting at each other is just ridiculous.
My perversity got the better of me yesterday though, and I picked up a bunt cake from the bake sale to bring to work for my engineers. Not only have I brought them cake, but I up and wore a skirt and lipstick. Woo! We'll see if I can cause a seg-fault in anyone's head, going all domestic and girly like this. It's a good way to distract myself from the inevitable train-wreck that is Valentines Day.
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