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Last night was the Murder Mansion Party
It was like showing up to the movie Clue . Everyone invited was assigned a character to play and given clues in order to solve the mysterious death of the master of the house, Roger Rochester
My character was Madame Chocolate, pastry chef of the manor, specializing in sumptuous sweets.
Ryan was Jungle Jerry, gardner who spent time in Madagascar and would still be there if he hadn't run out of money.
Basset was Dealing Dave, blackjack dealer.
Jershi was Fabio Fabuloso, pool boy!
So that's my list of everyone I knew at the party. And we were the help. Everyone else was a Rochester, relatives of the deceased. Costuming involved ascots, suits and cocktail dresses aplenty.
The class division became apparent when I opened my envelope and realized my character was so minor that she had no valuable information with which to bribe people. So I made myself homey in the corner with a Sailor Jerry and Coke and waited to be bribed. When i was it was with lies and I'm not too keen on that even if it is a game.

High and low of my night:
I met a girl with the exact same name as me who couldn't have been more my opposite Ditzy Darla was her character's name which appeared to have been tailor made for her.

High and low of today:
I drank too much and had to call in sick today as I couldn't even stand in the shower But I made Carnitas and guacamole and watched my recorded SNL