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Our first, offical, successful house party was last night. I have just learned that we made a profit of $20 after breaking even on our $250 investment. SUCCESS.
I had so much fun- best night in a long while. I got all dressed up in my thigh-highs and heels, and my blue teddie, gloves, etc. with a huge black flower in my hair(which megan curled- it looked so weird!)- basically i looked like a spanish hooker. always good. I got three bottles of cheap, trashy, andre pink champagne. totally pounded the first one in under a half hour. did rum shots with people, danced like crazy with brendan. katie and drew came, which made me elatedly happy. then the 1021 crew showed up, and jason was wearing a damn sailor outfit- which made me even happier. i had a great drunken argument with rich prugh, during which he threatened to burn our house down.
around midnightsome ways into my second bottle of champagne, i was sitting in the first floor kitchen talking with megan and robbie and i looked over at the door and who is coming in? ELIZABETH ANN FUSCHETTI.
I was so drunk, i thought i was seeing things. she drove six hours through traffic, got to my house at midnight, just to fuck with my mind. for those of you on facebook, you may know that i sent out an invite for this party, and i bitchly sent it only to people that don't go to SU, whom i knew could not come. so, i guess she proved me wrong.
So, i was happier than i can describe.
I had so much fun- best night in a long while. I got all dressed up in my thigh-highs and heels, and my blue teddie, gloves, etc. with a huge black flower in my hair(which megan curled- it looked so weird!)- basically i looked like a spanish hooker. always good. I got three bottles of cheap, trashy, andre pink champagne. totally pounded the first one in under a half hour. did rum shots with people, danced like crazy with brendan. katie and drew came, which made me elatedly happy. then the 1021 crew showed up, and jason was wearing a damn sailor outfit- which made me even happier. i had a great drunken argument with rich prugh, during which he threatened to burn our house down.
around midnightsome ways into my second bottle of champagne, i was sitting in the first floor kitchen talking with megan and robbie and i looked over at the door and who is coming in? ELIZABETH ANN FUSCHETTI.
I was so drunk, i thought i was seeing things. she drove six hours through traffic, got to my house at midnight, just to fuck with my mind. for those of you on facebook, you may know that i sent out an invite for this party, and i bitchly sent it only to people that don't go to SU, whom i knew could not come. so, i guess she proved me wrong.
So, i was happier than i can describe.