So yeah...
Party update, like I said I'd do.
Mostly, the thing that sticks out the most is Max rather unexpectedly showing up (in costume luckily) to crash. The stickishly thin guy with the cowboy hat and the pale blue suit who kept taking his pants off? Yeah, that was my childhood sweetie. His dad is Joe, my audio engineering teacher.
So that was impressive. And he was so very drunky. I've never seen him drunky before. He's never seen me drunky either. Together, we made a drunky pair, and I have a bruise on my arm from when we decided to play a game of punch. No really, it was mutual, I asked if he wanted to fight, and he said yes, and then it was like "ok, let's punch each other in the arm and see if we actually hit it because the world WILL NOT STOP TURN TURN TURNING ARGH."
It was good. We exchanged numbers. I'm going to bring him out another time or two and see if he's suited for this scene or not. He's an INCREDIBLE artist, absolutely fucking amazing, so he'd do really well with this crowd. But he's also a nineteen year old boy who's been hanging out with pretentious hipsters since highschool. Last night, he was expressing his deep discontent with said situation, and I told him my friends were better and then laughed at him.
It was slightly satisfying. I like knowing that I have the most awesome friends in the world.
Then he kept taking his pants off and I kept getting very confused. While he was my first crush and what not, he's also kinda like my brother. "Max with no pants? Does not compute."
I played a lot of GoGo TV, and drank a lot of booze. There were too many hipsters at that party. It made me sad. But I had some good cuddle time with Alissa and June, at one point they were both on my lap, and it was like, "oh, yes, I agree with this." I think I shouted at one point, "I'M GONNA GET LAID BY GIRLS!" but that of course didn't happen.
Still yet. The party was delightful.
And then I woke up.
When I woke up, I felt not so good. The world wouldn't stop spinning. So I threw up. And I threw up again. And again.
It didn't stop til about 4:30 this afternoon. JEEZUS. The first time I threw up because I was in the bathroom at the palace, and I saw someone else had thrown up in the garbage can. I then was like, "oh dude. That's kinda gross. Oh god. OH GOD." and then I yarfed. Then made sure to cover up the wamit with what little TP there was left (the trashcan mystery wamit, not mine, which was in the turlet). Oh I felt ill.
Wait, I gotta break to say this:
MY UPSTAIRS INTERNET IS WORKING AND I'M GETTING NEARLY FULL STRENGTH SIGNAL!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN AND WHO DO I HAVE TO GIVE ORAL SEX TO AS A SHOWING OF GRATITUDE FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL EVENT?!
Back to regularly scheduled programming.
So yeah I threw up and had a bucket and it rocked.
I'd say my favorite costume was Kai's Rollerball outfit, most especially when he had the KISS boots on. It was simple. And good. The one that freaked me out the most was Jeffles, who looked UNNERVINGLY like my father. I felt somewhat ill, but that coulda been the booze.
Alright. I should sleep. I just sneezed a shitload of boogers. It was good.
Good night and good luck!
Mostly, the thing that sticks out the most is Max rather unexpectedly showing up (in costume luckily) to crash. The stickishly thin guy with the cowboy hat and the pale blue suit who kept taking his pants off? Yeah, that was my childhood sweetie. His dad is Joe, my audio engineering teacher.
So that was impressive. And he was so very drunky. I've never seen him drunky before. He's never seen me drunky either. Together, we made a drunky pair, and I have a bruise on my arm from when we decided to play a game of punch. No really, it was mutual, I asked if he wanted to fight, and he said yes, and then it was like "ok, let's punch each other in the arm and see if we actually hit it because the world WILL NOT STOP TURN TURN TURNING ARGH."
It was good. We exchanged numbers. I'm going to bring him out another time or two and see if he's suited for this scene or not. He's an INCREDIBLE artist, absolutely fucking amazing, so he'd do really well with this crowd. But he's also a nineteen year old boy who's been hanging out with pretentious hipsters since highschool. Last night, he was expressing his deep discontent with said situation, and I told him my friends were better and then laughed at him.
It was slightly satisfying. I like knowing that I have the most awesome friends in the world.
Then he kept taking his pants off and I kept getting very confused. While he was my first crush and what not, he's also kinda like my brother. "Max with no pants? Does not compute."
I played a lot of GoGo TV, and drank a lot of booze. There were too many hipsters at that party. It made me sad. But I had some good cuddle time with Alissa and June, at one point they were both on my lap, and it was like, "oh, yes, I agree with this." I think I shouted at one point, "I'M GONNA GET LAID BY GIRLS!" but that of course didn't happen.
Still yet. The party was delightful.
And then I woke up.
When I woke up, I felt not so good. The world wouldn't stop spinning. So I threw up. And I threw up again. And again.
It didn't stop til about 4:30 this afternoon. JEEZUS. The first time I threw up because I was in the bathroom at the palace, and I saw someone else had thrown up in the garbage can. I then was like, "oh dude. That's kinda gross. Oh god. OH GOD." and then I yarfed. Then made sure to cover up the wamit with what little TP there was left (the trashcan mystery wamit, not mine, which was in the turlet). Oh I felt ill.
Wait, I gotta break to say this:
MY UPSTAIRS INTERNET IS WORKING AND I'M GETTING NEARLY FULL STRENGTH SIGNAL!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN AND WHO DO I HAVE TO GIVE ORAL SEX TO AS A SHOWING OF GRATITUDE FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL EVENT?!
Back to regularly scheduled programming.
So yeah I threw up and had a bucket and it rocked.
I'd say my favorite costume was Kai's Rollerball outfit, most especially when he had the KISS boots on. It was simple. And good. The one that freaked me out the most was Jeffles, who looked UNNERVINGLY like my father. I felt somewhat ill, but that coulda been the booze.
Alright. I should sleep. I just sneezed a shitload of boogers. It was good.
Good night and good luck!