love and alcohol

Today I have learned a lesson about love. That lesson is that when love is expressed as free drinks, one should not allow oneself to be loved more than three or four times in a single night. That is too much love.

You know you've put on a good party when you are so -- as Brian put it -- "crunked" that you need to be physically carried through the crowd, fireman-style, by a gallant publicist. I spent all day sleeping off my hangover, in my party dress, occasionally waking to cast off some jewelry.

Quoth Andy Bean of the Two Man Gentlemen Band, "This woman's intemperance is nauseating!"