Gatsby

Hello friends,
Even though it is 2 o'clock in the afternoon I am still in my silk pajamas. I think you all know why I am just rolling out of bed now. The party last night was insane (at least that's what I have been hearing from some of you who attended) and I spent the wee hours of the morning cleaning up after you people- not that I mind, I definitely don't. I love to throw parties just as much as you all enjoy coming to them. I love to see the smiles on people's faces signifying they are having a good time. It's what I live for.
On another note, Daisy: I would love to come over for dinner. And Tom, buddy, I think you're way off base; there's nothing going on with Daisy and I. She's your wife and I respect that. But I will always care deeply about her. She's a gem Tom, cherish her. And what's with all the meetings you've been going to lately Tom? Daisy says that you have been getting home awfully late- is there anything you care to share with our fair bloggers?

Regards,
James Gatsby