Saturday, after doing a large chunk of nothing for the whole day,
kangitanka3 and I went to two parties. Someone on my side of our friends scheduled something, and someone on his side of our friends scheduled a party. These friends don't know each other, so I guess that's understandable.
davidmumbai set up a party for
escamina's birthday. So me, them and a bunch of people who don't have LJ accounts all went to
Pappadeaux for some artery-clogging fried seafood. I decided to order a giant platter of fried stuff. The food was on a very large serving tray and it included fried shrimp, fried squid, fried alligator, fried chicken, and fried fries. For some reason, even though I didn't really have much alcohol at all, I started becoming loud and very silly. We had to leave directly from the restaurant to get to the second party though.
The second party was hosted by
drema and
gilesdancer to celebrate Matt C's birthday. It was at their house so they were drinking, socializing, watching
Clue, and talking about perverted things. There were some peanut butter cookies cooling on a cookie tray. I really wanted them so I was looking around for a spatula. Finally I asked someone.
Me: "Do you know where a spatula is?"
Them: "No,"
me: "How flat are your hands."
Them [shows hands]
Me: "Well just put your hand on this counter, and I'll flatten 'em."
Darkblood
*1+2+2+1 or 1+2+1+1*
-2k7