Today, via my sister, I got word that a friend of ours who lives in London is having a housewarming party soon. No big deal, right? And, as it's in London, neither of us can really be expected to attend, so what gives? Well, the fact that we won't be attending the party pretty much served as the reason for alerting us to its forthcomingness. This was the gleeful text of the message; "The datsuns are coming to our house warming!" OH MY GOD! The frickin Datsuns! Damn damn damn! Hangin with Dolf at a house party in East Dulwich! How damn cool would that be? Man! How does this happen? Stupid people who aren't ME who nonetheless get to meet people I like and then GET TO HANG WITH THEM!! Curse them! No gift for you!