Ugh.

Well, St. Patty's was a success. I know this because today could have been one of the longest, most hungover days of my life. I can't remember last time I drank that much. A friend of mine, who I see at the bar nightly, told me it was the first time I actually looked drunk. On the plus side, props to me for managing to drink all day and survive the entire next.

But enough about my crying liver.

I spoke to my friend in Philadelphia about coming for a visit. And dig this, he had a brilliant idea for a Wes Anderson themed party. Everyone has to come as their own idea for a character that could be in a film, dressed in his style, and we are going to shoot the party and cut it like a Anderson movie. I hope it happens.

There's no food in my house.