I'm going to be spending my afternoon with a plethora of pretentious, pernicious, plastic, petty, precious, privileged privately-schooled primadonnas whose self-promoted* pure, peerless, and perfect ways quite frankly piss me off. These apparently "real" and "normal" people are so far off my weird'o'metre I don't care to discuss how much I'm going to be wanting to ring their pretty necks or simply run the other direction whimpering or screaming - depending on how bad things have been up till then. Did I mention the part where I really, really, really didn't want to be going to this party? Did I also mention the part where I really, really, really don't have a choice in the matter considering it is an engagement party for a good friend of mine, a girl I've known (and been good friends with) for well over ten years. I may not care for the rest of the company that will be attending but frankly I really am obligated to go. I consider you lot real people by MY definition. So if you lot think that you are all overrated by all means, go ahead. I think you'd be doing yourselves an injustice, but.. *shrug* * - pretty sure this isn't actually a real word... Couldn't think of a better one with quite the same meaning.