the first rule of WND is…

Posted by Ashley on August 4, 2005

…you don’t talk about WND. Or something like that. Well, I finally went, and it was a lot of fun. Good beer, good food, good company. And swimming, too! Despite going to bed at 3am pruny as a raisin, I’m in surprisingly good shape this morning. I was even able to get up before my alarm reached panic mode (and blog to boot!). The quote of the evening:

Oh, you’ll know if it’s a bullet.

Now you know it’s a party when someone finds a .22 slug in the pool.

Oh yeah, and I almost forgot… If you know me at all, you know how hard it was for me to get into a pool in a swimsuit in front of not only strangers but people I work with. Now imagine my horror to discover at the end of the night that there is a big hole in the ASS of my swimsuit. (A swimsuit that was not cheap, BTW.) Luckily (and I use that word with such irony here), it’s a fat old lady swimsuit, so the big-ass hole (ha!) was mostly hidden under another layer of fabric. Such is the bittersweet luck-o-the-V.

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