Jun 26, 2005 19:09
Dear God. What was my mom thinking? Leaving me alone 2 days before my 18th birthday party? Christ, woman! Anyways, it was an awesomely good time. At least, what I remember of it was fun. This is the first time that I've just completely not remembered anything about the night before...no fuzzy memories. Nothing. The last thing I remember is right after we played that round of flip-cup and someone's voice said: "well shit Chase, I didn't know you had it in ya" after that, it is all blank.
Some highlights from this morning:
-reading my shirt. Some favorites include, "you're my favorite white person", "necrophilia fuck shit piss"(elizabeth's), "stilettos pumps in chase's club", and a piece of a corona box taped to the right sleeve.
-being told that at some point I doused myself with lighter fluid. WTF???
-realizing that someone had set the temperature downstairs to 53 degrees and the upstairs temp to 84.
-cleaning up approx 80000 yards of streamer.
-lifting my shirt and discovering a natty light can lovingly traced on my stomach in permanent marker. Thanks, Sawyier.
-reading the sidewalk, where someone had scrawled CELEBRATE BITCHES with my brother's chalk.
Thank you all for your amazing drunken presence. Even if I don't actually recall said presence.