[journal] I can't believe I'm doing this, but...(filtered to f-list)

[magic_fratboy]

Okay, my folks read my blog so I made this shit friends only so they can't see it.

Apparently, my Aunt Zeph and some friends of my folks are throwing 'em a surprise party next week. It's gonna be their thirty fifth wedding anniversary, and it's kinda last minute 'cause Dad went nuts and decided all of a sudden to take Mom to Cancun. I think he just wants to get her into a bikini...and I just grossed myself out. Fuck.

Anyway, Aunt Zeph wants me to come and bring anyone I want...

There's an open invite to anyone in Searchlight that wants to come. Bee, I know you're back in Texas? But when I'm talkin' Searchlight, I'm always gonna mean you, too.

Sass? I want you there, and I think you could totally help Aunt Zeph plan the party.

Zee...I don't wanna be apart from you like that again. Plus, I want you to meet my folks. Will you come? I know it's kinda short notice, but...well, I want you there.

Comments

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Can I think about it? Just not feeling my most social right now.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Open invite, babe. It'd be a blast, yeah, but attendance ain't mandatory. I just wanna hear less of those not-happy drums you been beating, know what I mean?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm here for, to get straightened out and put the sad drums away.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Just remember if those drums get too heavy to pitch, I'm a phone call away. ;)