May the party never end

I was busy writing this post in my head on my way home. Sad thing is that the minute I sat down in front of the computer, I suddenly forgot all the witty things I wanted to say.

Tonight I went to the filmmaker's party at Bruno's. There were actually a few filmmakers present. My friends and I tried to keep things low key tonight; we're saving our energy for Thursday, the closing night. I had thought about not going tonight due to my hellish day at work. Then I came to my senses and realized it was my obligation to attend because I had had a hellish day at work. (By the way, have I mentioned recently how much this work thing sucks? Where is my trust fund or, in its absence, my extremely wealthy husband who lets me spend money indiscriminately?)

Saw the new boy tonight. Just as well. There weren't a great deal of prospects present. Thursday night will be different and the boy has stated that he cannot make Thursday night's festivities.

He interviewed Wanda Sykes today for his tv show. He remembered to ask her about her show that had been on Fox -- thanks to me. He really should keep me. That's never the question though. The real question is do I want to keep him. Answer -- for now.

The party was sponsored by Sterling Vineyards. There was food. Don't ask me what it was though. I had just eaten dinner before arriving. Good thing. The people descended on the food like locusts on a field. Five minutes later there was nothing left. So much for people who allegedly have money. Where's their class? I think I will have nightmares about the feeding frenzy for years to come.

Luckily I ran into Katie tonight. I've known her for years. At Opening Night she gave me her card. I am lucky that my license was still in my purse at the end of the night, let alone someone's card. I got another card tonight. Katie is a filmmaker and wants to make a documentary about my family reunuion this summer. Sick and twisted, right? Needless to say, I'll keep you posted.