What the hell?

Fancy Parties

This is why you never see me on page six, or listed as 'friend' or 'guest' of a famous person at events. The ticket price kills me. Two hundred bucks??

Sorry. I'm sitting on the upper east side handling my class from a very fancy set up. LOVE the computer and how much quiet I have. However, the reason I'm up here (to conduct class) never happened because I'm a freaking idiot. I forgot my headset. Duh. Class cannot happen without it and so...never mind.

As I was going through email I had a very tantalizing propostion: Come to the aforementioned party and meet famous people for a cause. Ok, so that's me paraphrasing. And since it was being held in the same space I went to last night I thoght," Hey! Why not?" I'm up for more open bars and goody bags. But not for a stack of ten twenties. Ouch.

Last night was my rock star night. Not only did I collect oodles of goodies, but I hung out with the goils and drank irresponsibly. Geez. I'm too old to drink that much and feel the way I did this morning. After getting rid of the shakes (ok, not that extreme but my head felt cloudy) I trucked over to my interview. (The one where I was interupted midprocess and sent packing.) Well, I totally kicked @ss and impressed my interviewer. Loved my portfolio. LOVED it. Great casual conversation. Yadayadayada. forty five minutes into the process you'll never guess what happened. Yup, I got the boot. And I would have kicked me out too if the president of the company wanted a demo ASAP. So now I have a reason to call her first thing Monday. I also need to come up with some creative ideas before then to pitch. We're *this* close. So if you are any sort of a popular music fan, I need to talk to you for fifteen/twenty minutes. Email/call if you watch music videos. Please. Thanks!

So after the interview I has planned to stop at Sephora and Chase to get and give. I called teh mom to tell her about my autographing session with the soap opera star from last night and walked entirely the wrong way towards Chase. Well, I went uptown b/c I didn't see it when in reality I was standing underneath it and didn't realize. Yes, I'm stupid. Anyhoo...walk back towards Chase and realize the entire surrounding block is filled with police activity. The street was corded off with yellow tape....which pretty much meant no Chase. (I think it's the JP morgan building) It kind of freaked me out since the police man firmly (but gently) guided me away from the corner I was standing on and said it wasn't in my best interest to be around. WTF?? So hello subway. Once on the train I realized I forgot about Sephora. How sad is it that I'd risk safety to pick up a freebie bag? snort.

And sitting here I realize how much I use the word 'So' to introduce my thoughts.Oh well. I'm going to stay local tonight and then head back to Long Island Saturday morning. Fun, fun, fun for ME!

posted by irene @ 3/14/2003 02:44:00 PM