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My god, I'm still reeling from this weekend, and no, I didn't really get shitfaced. The weekend was surreal and beautiful, and I met all these amazing people that I want to have over all the time now, and I miss them already...is it possible to be in love with a large group of people? Maybe it was just the whole weekend that I love...or maybe someone slipped me ecstasy.
I shan't go into too much detail, other than to clarify that my pants stayed on and my virtue stayed intact. I suspect that the lack of sleep and the nasty ghost attack helped out with the bonding process. Now,I'm rather attached to these people. It was totally unlike my typical kind of party, where everyone gets too drunk, there's random dirty sex, scads of vomiting, people attacking one another, tool sheds set on fire, and a trashed house afterwards. This time, the house was CLEANER when they left. And, there was more food in the fridge. They were like antipirates!
So to all of you antipirates who read this, thanks for making my weekend memorable. I'll try to get the ghost under control if anyone wishes to visit again.
I shan't go into too much detail, other than to clarify that my pants stayed on and my virtue stayed intact. I suspect that the lack of sleep and the nasty ghost attack helped out with the bonding process. Now,I'm rather attached to these people. It was totally unlike my typical kind of party, where everyone gets too drunk, there's random dirty sex, scads of vomiting, people attacking one another, tool sheds set on fire, and a trashed house afterwards. This time, the house was CLEANER when they left. And, there was more food in the fridge. They were like antipirates!
So to all of you antipirates who read this, thanks for making my weekend memorable. I'll try to get the ghost under control if anyone wishes to visit again.