Partytime

"This is partytime... And it's better than a cold bath with someone you dislike..."

(With apologies to Pat Fish, a/k/a the Jazz Butcher.) Yes, with a mere 6 days (!!!) until departure we are having a hoedown chez Katmandeux. You are corially invited. If you didn't get you e-vite, come anyway. It probably means we simply didn't have your e-mail address. Or possibly because we don't like you. But that's okay, because I'm leaving anyhow so you can say what you like about me once I'm gone.

Oh, and there's more news on that front: apparently our lease is being extended 'til sometime in or around March of 2007, so we won't be moving house in the near future. Which takes a much-needed load off my mind, thank goodness. But it also means that half the reason for our party -- namely, a house-cooling (as opposed to a house-warming) -- is off. So, be forewarned: we will need to clean the place up after all, and not leave it in the abysmally trashed state we had intended. (Just kidding, Jane and Paul!) People -- like D., and Victor and Albert (who, after all, are more like people than some people I know) -- will still need to live there.

So, see you Friday evening. Just don't expect me to get too drunk and perform my usual party tricks, since I have mondo packing to do on Saturday. I'll need to be mobile and reasonably clear-headed for all that remains to be done.