A Sarah Custen Guilt Trip
Let me just start off by saying that I don’t even understand why people pass up the chance to gather, eat, drink, and be merry. I do not accept excuses of upcoming tests, family obligations, or illness. I demand that good times be had by all, whenever the opportunity presents itself.
I am a highly-biased reporter, is what I’m trying to say.
So for those of you who simply could not make it to the wonderful and magical and cooperative LEO Holiday Party, here’s what went down.
There was food. Delicious food. I personally enjoyed two different types of ham, some sort of marinated tofu magic, corn-n-veggie salad, and roasted cauliflower. Also rice. But that was so much more! So many epicurean delights! I ask you: why would anyone pass that up?
There were desserts, plural. Myriad, really. Maybe you feel like this doesn’t apply to you, because you are lactose intolerant, or celiac, but did you count on…
…dairy-free, gluten-free strawberry-coconut cupcakes?!?!? Because those were there. I know, because I brought them. And did we enjoy these treats in isolation? Did we stuff our faces and then run home to our DVRs? No we did not!
We socialized! Oh, man, we socialized so hard…it was CRAZY.
Also Whitney Houston played. RIP, Whitney.
Also there was booze, and afterwards, there was more booze, at the Red Door. That’s what we call an after-party.
Then after that I left to go out dancing. Lately I have a need to dance bordering on clinical.
ALMOST AS GREAT AS MY NEED TO SEE ALL MY COWORKERS’ LOVELY, SHINING FACES AT THE LEO PARTY. And you wouldn’t want to deprive a girl of camaraderie, would you? THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT.
See you next year!