Look! My Alice in Wonderland post is in Raising Hell! I LOVE that zine!

Party last night. The usual suspects, about 10 people. There was much talking and laughing and Buffy and bad music -- Lotti gave me a particularly fiendish CD, full of songs I adamantly hate. She suggest I bury it in the backyard after one listening, but I will most likely keep it, as it's so damn funny.

Yes, I am a masochist.

There was also much Buffyage. I got the season 2 DVD set. Wheee! Life is good.

Except I almost killed Brian. Sorry, dude. I swear I cleaned -- I have no idea why all the cat hair and dander in the place migrated immediately to your nose. Next time you come over, we'll have a hazmat suit and a decon chamber set up downstairs.

Everyone ooohed and ahhed at the kitchen and bathroom. It's starting to look like a real house, with no holes in the walls or anything. And Angie actually saw the closet in the spare room and said "Oh my god, where's all your crap!" yes, the place was that clean, that I didn't even have to shove boxes of shit in the closet to get them out of the way. (Note: She didn't look in the office closet. Whoo-hoo! I win!)

Random thoughts:

• When someone shows up at a party with her own bottle of decaffeinated, alcohol-free drink stuff, it's probably a sign that someone's pregnant. I did not pick up on it. I'm an idiot.
  
  
• You can now see Angie's stomach move when the baby does back flips. This freaks me out to no end.
  
  
• Costco is a dangerous, dangerous place. Yes, you can get cheap stuff there, but only if you buy in vast quantities. Hence, my purchase several 1.75-liter bottles of liquor. They're really, really big. I don't actually drink much at all. It's all very bizarre.
  
  
• You can count on me to have too much food. It's a Jersild family thing -- god forbid anyone should be hungry.
  
  
• The problem with working from home is that you can't offload said food on your co-workers. I'll be foisting much of it on Wendy, because otherwise it just sits here and I have to eat it.

Actually, there's a blogger potluck tonight, so I should be able to get rid of much of it.

Oh, hey, Amy and Laura -- thanks for the Mirror Mirror gift certificate. People kept complimenting the hair.