You've got to pull the plastic whale.
2 April 2005
It seems I'm always exhausted, dehydrated, hungover, not drinking that night, or something else to detract from having a particularly good time whenever Dave.Z holds parties. Not that I had a bad time. It was nice to get out and see people, different people, with the exception of Chris and Dave, than those who came to my party last night. The wind and rain that I had been admiring from inside all day were invigorating. But I was too was too worn out from the stresses of the past week to really fully enjoy myself.