So, uh, guess what I’m going tonight?
What’s that, you say? Discussing abortion with Gavin?
Yep! You guessed it! The stellar and well-connected Zoe has scored two $150 tickets to a VIP reception where we’ll hob-nob with the pro-lifers. I’m not sure that I can sit through an hour and a half of Q & A about terminated pregnancies, but I’m down for passed hors d’oeuvres and an open bar. Also, what does one wear to look appropriately concerned about women’s rights, yet fabulously hot?
I shall be reporting back tomorrow on my proximity to Gav and any hanky panky that I hope to orchestrate in a janitorial closet or similar…
*Post script at 4:35pm: Nevermind. I have too much work to do. I'm sitting in my office alone, everyone else is gone, and I'm still slaving away. Goodbye Gavin, goodbye abortion lecture, goodbye hanky panky in a janitorial closet. Zoe is holding 2 tickets in her hand right now. Want them?