yeah, i'm hostessing tomorrow. that running joke kathleen and i had officially got out of hand. i can do it, but i haven't done it in two years, and not at so upscale a restaurant. i'm worrying about things like shoes. plus. brian wants me to wear a dress. i have a black one, but i bet he's envisioning something different. plus he also probably doesn't know that i dont' shave my armpits. we'll see i suppose. in any case, i'm certainly going tentative shirt shopping tomorrow in search of something a little sexier. everyone is counting on me to be girly as all hell. eek.
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