That's what Slim Shama called the informal gathering of law students on Saturday night, which included plenty of booze and a fire-blowing man. I had some kind of toxic Goldschlager drink that briefly incapacitated me -- but I was capable of doing some things, hee hee.
Giulia and my auntie are leaving on Wednesday for Italy. It was really nice having them around and I was genuinely pleased to be reunited with my various cousins again. Last night, there were strangely comforting vibes floating around as I ate won tons with Beulah and Giulia. I think my aunts could feel it, too. Even though there was no child at that table younger than 21, they referred to us as "little children" in Chinese and I liked that momentary reversion to a time that should have, but never existed. I asked Beulah (as I was the only one corny enough to think up such an event), "When was the last time we were all together in the same room?" Giulia posited that it was well over 10 years ago.
Time flies, especially when you're having fun.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 8:43 PM
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