I'm Pig-biting Mad

"Hello", that friendly little site that allows you to post photos, has now decided to stop me from doing so. I'm trying to figure it out, but it doesn't look good for the near future. As for today, I am hanging out at The Palace with the usual gang and, of course, the luscious tourist boys (we are located right across from the 12th Street Gay Beach). At 4 PM my sister, The Countess du Barry and I will attend the first polo match of the day, the runner-up match and then The Palace is being so kind as to host my birthday party at 5. There is no reason for me to draw attention to things like birthdays, but there is no reason for me to stop ANYONE from using it as an excuse to drink. The would be against the law here.