Why, why, why must all the good parties happen the day after I have chemo?
First, I missed these guys' bash. And that's always a shame because Tracy and the LME always put out a good spread. Lubricated with lots of good booze, too.
Now I must miss yet another chance to spend the evening, flitting hither and thither around the bar, hiding from Lileks.
Because you know he's my biggest fan.
It's just not fair, damnit.
Posted by Kathy at June 25, 2007 04:56 PM | TrackBackI hear ya! All the cool stuff happens while you're knocked on your ass from the chemo. I totally feel your pain.
Posted by: Amy at June 25, 2007 05:02 PM