My inner-yuppy came out in full force last night (not that I usually keep him hidden). Most people who run out of party substances make midnight calls to friends to see if they have any pot. I made several midnight calls last night to see if my friends had any bottles of red wine. None of them did. So I bought a cheap Lindeman's from Bahama Breeze.

I also had several people over to my sister's house last night. We had fun until some of the drunk girls decided to ring-and-run the neighbors at 1 a.m. My sister's neighbors are middle-aged upper-class crusties who defecate when they see a foreign car drive by, let alone a scantilly clad young girl ringing and running.