Party for Chuck
Chuck says update, and I say "Yes Sir!" Why? Because Chuck is my new best. friend. ever. He is coming to my most awesome party ever and no one else can even be bothered to check the "maybe" radio button, and he even went so far as to emphatically assert he is most definitely coming, which still leaves him ample time to come up with a plausible last minute punk-out.
So here's to you, Chuck. You and me are going to have an awesome time. Matt hasn't even responded, even if he did design the invite, so I guess it will just be you, me, Katamari, sushi, free beer and my black ralph lauren bikini. I'm sure we can find a hot bitch to wear it.
For those of you who are reading this and wondering what the fuck I'm talking about, I'm having a joint birthday party for Matt and Myself, and if you didn't get an invitation it's because you don't live around here, I don't have your e-mail, or you're Adam and you haven't even been bothered to look at the invite I sent to your 2 e-mail addresses.
But that's cool. I like Chuck. We're going to party like rockstars.