December 99 December 98 December 97 _________________ Monday 27 December 99   11 09 pm pst   [ those chest pains ] I could say the sore aching muscles in my chest and belly are from coughing so much, but I would prefer to say that they are from laughing so hard last night. I had a absolute blast! I was wretchedly sick yesterday, and slept for the better part of the day. I finally dragged myself into the shower and got some medicine in me. My sweet boyfriend came by to go to the party with me, which was fastastic, because I really didn't have the strength to drive. Nancy's house was lovely and her party was perfect. She had a table laden with a scrumptious feast (the homemade applesauce was unbelievable good). I arrived rather late, which I hope Nancy will someday forgive me for. The "regular people" were in one room and the online journallers were giggling away in another. Nancy introduced me to several people by saying, "This is Rachel; this party is for her," which made me feel like even more of a dolt for being so late. I could be left on a desert island with Kymm, Dreama, and my boyfriend and be perfectly happy. The three of them had me laughing so hard all night. "Footballs are hard to come by in Guam." "It isn't very structurally sound to hit a hut; you wouldn't want to do that." "Where did you get those beaudacious tatas?" The hut jokes had me weeping. I brought tears to Kymm's eyes when I asked Dreama if Mr. Rogers was her neighbor. Amanda was a hoot, especially when she began paying a little boy to fetch her bread from the other room. She ended up just giving him cash for being cute, and once he had obtained $17 he proceeded to ask each of the party guests if they would give him $3. "I want 20!" His parents had no idea how to react. Ri was there with finacée in tow (which probably made Matthew feel better), but she had to leave early, so I didn't get much of a chance to talk to her. I also missed out on gabbing with Viv, Tamar, and Mahrya. I have, at this point in life, accepted that I will never talk to everyone I want to in any given gathering, so I satisfied myself with keeping near Dreama's, Kymm's, and Matthew's jokes all evening long. I had such a fantastic time. I glanced at the clock on the oven. 1:27 "Is that the real time?" Suddenly we all realized how late it was. Nancy said she would not even hear of me sticking around to help her clean up. The evening ended with pleasant good-byes, and as we walked to the car Kymm told me that I was very wholesome for a porn star [she was refering to the fact that there is a porn star with the exact same name as me (of whom I would really like to see a picture...)]. Matthew and I fell asleep immediately when we got home. [ pictures of several of the attendees will be up later on today, probably in the evening (I have a lot of pictures to post from the past week...) ]