September 14, 2002
I missed yesterday. Didn't want to miss any, but I guess I'm allowed one. Barbecue was okay. I think it's better for me to attend functions rather than host them. Although, I really despise attending them. The prep for it was horrific. Screaming and frantically striving for perfection, knowing thoroughly that it can never be attained; therefore, blaming Stuart and hating myself completely. It wasn't pleasant. But, the food was good and by the time people arrived, miraculously, I felt better. Or, just distracted by bodies and now full of stress over whether or not everyone was comfortable. Love parties.