Had a riot of a time last night with my girls. We were laughing so hard at one point, I thought I was going to pee my pants. Dru brought her rodents in dog suits, they all ran around the place. Dru also brought me a GALLON sized bottle of Jack. An offering to the Goddess so to speak. I think she wanted to get me drunk and riled up about Venus's boyfriend. The relationship is a train wreak waiting to happen, I can see it, other people see it. But my lovely Venus is stubborn and wants to make SURE that this guy is all he claims to be. I don't need to be a witch or consult the tarot cards to figure out how her relationship is going to end up. I'm not going to air her dirty laundry on how I know this guy is a total fuck up and she can do a HELL of a lot better. I'll just continue to bang my head on the wall and be polite if I ever have to run into him at social gatherings.
Speaking of social gatherings, Lili gets married next weekend and I do my walk a thon for Cure Autism Now. Oh yeah, Pudd'n goes to surf camp on Lili's wedding day too. Luckily we should have enough time to go, run home, get cleaned up and take off to Laguna. We'll all pile in the short bus and go. I guess I'd better vacum the dog hair out of it.