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I'm sitting here, staring dully at a screen, feeling strong urges to cough and go lie down again. I'm annoyed that I'm sick again, but I'm not all that surprised.
Good parties are like good orgasms: a lot of teasing and focus and work to prepare, a mind-blowing good time while it's happening, full-body trembles and lovely plumeria-petal feelings for a long while afterwards, and then you drift off to sleep. Or, on rare occasions, get a headache.
This sick is just a headache, really. It's annoying. I hate not being able to do the things I need/want to do. I wish Julius would hurry back from Boston, he could amuse me for hours by just cuddling me and reading me better. If I was super-sick, not able to leave bed, I wouldn't feel so annoyed with myself.
But I know, I got to go easy. Being jobless has meant I've had a chaotic eating and sleeping schedule, which has been playing havoc with my body for a while before my pre-party-stress kicked in.
But this party's bout of stress really wasn't that bad. With Julius around to help, all was well. And I didn't spend the whole party being burdened by host duties . . . co-host is really the way to go, I was really grateful to be able to lie my yucky-feeling body down to sleep at 3am or so, knowing that Julius would help the guests with the bedding.
I really liked that most of the party slept over. I really liked the party itself. Urging people to RSVP before my guest list gets too crowded was definitely a good idea. Only 4 people who RSVP'd didn't show up. bunnygoth was sick, and I won't pester the other three. I was disappointed by The Posts' last-minute wussout, but hopefully I'll hang out with them soon.
The party itself can be described very briefly. There was tasty food. There was alcohol. There was a watermelon filled with good ole Kentucky Vodka. But it wasn't your typical get-wasted-and-puke bash. It was a laughfest! It was a time for long, interesting discussions on Poly, Gender, and Sexuality Theory & Politics. It was a time to catch some non-LJ friends up on my life, and, (as with every party) cross-polinate all my friends.
It was joyous, and I'm very grateful to all who came. Perhaps I'll describe it in more detail some other day, once I've come up with nicknames for some of my non-LJ friends who were there.
It was just what I needed, and served to remind me why I love throwing parties so much. There are three more brewing in my head (this summer alone), and I will start organizing them when I have the focus to put on my Party Maven crown again. Hopefully tomorrow.
Good parties are like good orgasms: a lot of teasing and focus and work to prepare, a mind-blowing good time while it's happening, full-body trembles and lovely plumeria-petal feelings for a long while afterwards, and then you drift off to sleep. Or, on rare occasions, get a headache.
This sick is just a headache, really. It's annoying. I hate not being able to do the things I need/want to do. I wish Julius would hurry back from Boston, he could amuse me for hours by just cuddling me and reading me better. If I was super-sick, not able to leave bed, I wouldn't feel so annoyed with myself.
But I know, I got to go easy. Being jobless has meant I've had a chaotic eating and sleeping schedule, which has been playing havoc with my body for a while before my pre-party-stress kicked in.
But this party's bout of stress really wasn't that bad. With Julius around to help, all was well. And I didn't spend the whole party being burdened by host duties . . . co-host is really the way to go, I was really grateful to be able to lie my yucky-feeling body down to sleep at 3am or so, knowing that Julius would help the guests with the bedding.
I really liked that most of the party slept over. I really liked the party itself. Urging people to RSVP before my guest list gets too crowded was definitely a good idea. Only 4 people who RSVP'd didn't show up. bunnygoth was sick, and I won't pester the other three. I was disappointed by The Posts' last-minute wussout, but hopefully I'll hang out with them soon.
The party itself can be described very briefly. There was tasty food. There was alcohol. There was a watermelon filled with good ole Kentucky Vodka. But it wasn't your typical get-wasted-and-puke bash. It was a laughfest! It was a time for long, interesting discussions on Poly, Gender, and Sexuality Theory & Politics. It was a time to catch some non-LJ friends up on my life, and, (as with every party) cross-polinate all my friends.
It was joyous, and I'm very grateful to all who came. Perhaps I'll describe it in more detail some other day, once I've come up with nicknames for some of my non-LJ friends who were there.
It was just what I needed, and served to remind me why I love throwing parties so much. There are three more brewing in my head (this summer alone), and I will start organizing them when I have the focus to put on my Party Maven crown again. Hopefully tomorrow.