SMS Conversation from yesterday:
Today reporter: Final dumb question i promise. What is your pre party ritual?
Me: Tantric sex with wombats
Today reporter: Fine will print that. and tomorrow everyone will know of your marpusial fetish
Me: Its marsupial. Their names are pinky and sweetie
We spoke later, and i told her more about pinky and sweetie, my small but amazingly flexible punjabi wombats. How could they be punjabi? she asked. Well, their parents moved to Australia for a higher standard of living, so technically they are Australian, said i.
Later in the evening, i went through my pre party ritual with p and s and then went to the outlook party. i am the worst dancer in the world, but went through it nevertheless, boogieing fulltime with the ever-glamorous shobita. undoubted star of the night was ajit pillai, whose ‘outlook rap’ had us all spellbound. came home reasonably late, to find stoob, glassy-eyed, watching 30 seconds of fame.
today is christmas eve. hopefully chapters 4-11 will be read today. somewhere out there, my sister is grinding her teeth as her motherinlaw, currently staying with her, embarks upon the 356th chronicle of Baby Jesus.