Thai food, clandestinely drunken bonfires, choreagraphed blanter, and rapid cake consumption
Wow, my birthday was fucking incredible.
I want to thank my sexy, silly, intelligent, hilarious, twisted cult 45 members (and my beloved long-time best friends Dan, Lisa, and Kate...Becs I missed you) for coming to celebrate with me. Whether the cult members realize it or not, their infectious, beautiful spirits and love for laughter and all that is only hilarious to us and not meant to be found funny by the rest of the world, have really made me love my life even more. I'm one lucky bitch to have friends like these.
Ok- so the birthday went as follows: First, my family and I (plus dannny boy) had a picnic at Rockwood and just basked in the beauty of nature for a bit. Next, Kate and I got pedicures while Herbert sat on and watched, engaging in awkwardly flirtatious conversation with the male Korean manicurists and seduced their senses with the chocolate covered berries(which we later devoured) sitting in his lap. Next, Dan, Lisa, Kate and I drove over to the Thai restaurant as I was draped in my unknowingly reallly slutty top. When the cult members showed up, we literally ordered the ENTIRE menu and Lisa dropped her plate. Actually, she fainted for a second, but I'm still not sure if she fainted while she dropped it, or before, which would cause her to drop it, or after, as a result of laughter. Oh shit, I'm confusing myself, but I'm sure someone will clarify. Next, we headed back to our house, where Lili, my twin and Blue Hill badass (she dropped one glass), came to meet us. We did our usual eating tons of Herbert's food while I us a Kahlua milkshake that everyone got like a milliliter of. Next, despite the fear that as my mom watered the plants she would discover the alcohol hidden in a bag outside, we headed up to Jon's for a bonfire he made us, and began the drinking. Only problem was that Ellen was there talking to us, but I'm pretty sure the darkness masked the bottles and singing of "out popped little yo" helped to cover up the sound of clanging bottles. We didnt do too much damage on the alcohol there, so we headed back down that giant of a hill to my house, where the true drinking began. I believe it was vodka and twister that did us all in. During this bout of fun, the 8 of us devoured a chocolate cake at approximately the speed of sound. Oh, what an orgasm. The rest of the evening, I am slightly unsure of, given my state of extreme inebriation, but I'm pretty sure I remember that Dan passed out at like 9 and never told us bedtime stories, Lisa and Erzie did candlesticks, Embers tried to call her English teacher, I called Dylan and a mysterious character returned the call, Sofia broke the table while she and Embers were smoking cyanide out the window, we all lay around topless for a bit too long for us all to actually title ourselves heterosexuals, and that's about all I can recall. Suddenly, the lights were out, the fan was a-blowin' on me, and I was asleep, with the warmth of my jojo's body gracing my back. Next morning, we awoke, ate a ton of yumminess, sang to Herbert (who made us milkshakes), and I think jojo gave birth to my head.
Thank you, I love you all.
-Molzie Pie!
I want to thank my sexy, silly, intelligent, hilarious, twisted cult 45 members (and my beloved long-time best friends Dan, Lisa, and Kate...Becs I missed you) for coming to celebrate with me. Whether the cult members realize it or not, their infectious, beautiful spirits and love for laughter and all that is only hilarious to us and not meant to be found funny by the rest of the world, have really made me love my life even more. I'm one lucky bitch to have friends like these.
Ok- so the birthday went as follows: First, my family and I (plus dannny boy) had a picnic at Rockwood and just basked in the beauty of nature for a bit. Next, Kate and I got pedicures while Herbert sat on and watched, engaging in awkwardly flirtatious conversation with the male Korean manicurists and seduced their senses with the chocolate covered berries(which we later devoured) sitting in his lap. Next, Dan, Lisa, Kate and I drove over to the Thai restaurant as I was draped in my unknowingly reallly slutty top. When the cult members showed up, we literally ordered the ENTIRE menu and Lisa dropped her plate. Actually, she fainted for a second, but I'm still not sure if she fainted while she dropped it, or before, which would cause her to drop it, or after, as a result of laughter. Oh shit, I'm confusing myself, but I'm sure someone will clarify. Next, we headed back to our house, where Lili, my twin and Blue Hill badass (she dropped one glass), came to meet us. We did our usual eating tons of Herbert's food while I us a Kahlua milkshake that everyone got like a milliliter of. Next, despite the fear that as my mom watered the plants she would discover the alcohol hidden in a bag outside, we headed up to Jon's for a bonfire he made us, and began the drinking. Only problem was that Ellen was there talking to us, but I'm pretty sure the darkness masked the bottles and singing of "out popped little yo" helped to cover up the sound of clanging bottles. We didnt do too much damage on the alcohol there, so we headed back down that giant of a hill to my house, where the true drinking began. I believe it was vodka and twister that did us all in. During this bout of fun, the 8 of us devoured a chocolate cake at approximately the speed of sound. Oh, what an orgasm. The rest of the evening, I am slightly unsure of, given my state of extreme inebriation, but I'm pretty sure I remember that Dan passed out at like 9 and never told us bedtime stories, Lisa and Erzie did candlesticks, Embers tried to call her English teacher, I called Dylan and a mysterious character returned the call, Sofia broke the table while she and Embers were smoking cyanide out the window, we all lay around topless for a bit too long for us all to actually title ourselves heterosexuals, and that's about all I can recall. Suddenly, the lights were out, the fan was a-blowin' on me, and I was asleep, with the warmth of my jojo's body gracing my back. Next morning, we awoke, ate a ton of yumminess, sang to Herbert (who made us milkshakes), and I think jojo gave birth to my head.
Thank you, I love you all.
-Molzie Pie!