Ah... party last night was a smashing success.
Many people came, drinks were had, food was eaten, music was played, games were won and lost. I suggested that people come around 8:00, and true to form, most people came at 9 or 10. That's always the way. But that was fine, because Karma came shortly after 8 and kept me company while I polished the furniture.
The grand total was over 40 people, and I'm sure I'm forgetting someone. I always make a list of names the next day after a party, to get a count of how many people I crammed into my Little Apartment this time. My list has 41 names but I'm sure I missed someone or three.
SG members in attendance: Karma, Gadget (of course), Toaster42, my Holly (EvilFlapjack), DodRaibeid and HrlyQuinn (who drove all the way from Delaware because they are awesome), OverlordSpectre, and MOIRA WHO STILL WON'T DISCLOSE HER TOP SECRET ALIAS!!!
Members who said they were coming and then couldn't make it for whatever reason include: Morgan, Yillie, DEVI8, theb0y, Clover, and JohnnyT. Go give the fuckers hell for getting a Goob's hopes up. Ha, their loss anyway.
There was bean dip and brie cheese, there were many kinds of beer, there were bottles of booze that died a happy death. I painted Karma's nails a lovely smurf color. Someone brought chess boards and my living room became the Tournament Room.
Gadget and I hid in the shower waiting for people to come in to pee so we could scare them. Our first victim was Mike, but just as he shut the door, someone in the other room yelled, "Chatka Time!!!" which is our family traditional call for a round of shots. I was thinking "Fuck!" cuz I was stuck in the shower, and Mike actually said it out loud: "Fuck!" which made me bust out laughing, blowing our cover.
So we tried again... waiting patiently for the next person to come into the bathroom...
And wouldn't you know it, it was my drunk mother.
That was one of the most difficult 20 minutes I've ever spent.
She had been passed out drunk in my bedroom for a while at that point, and my Dad had just woken her up to pee. So she had lots stored up. Remember that scene in "A League of Their Own" when Tom Hanks is peeing, and they time it? That's what it was like. Me and Gadget were in convulsions laughing without making a sound. Mom would pee, and sigh, and then stop... and start again. When she was finished she just sat there a little longer, making little drunk sigh noises and trickling pee occasionally. You know the kind- you've been there. But probably not with an audience! So then the freakiest thing- she started talking to herself. "I don't care if you know..." she said. WTF? We had no idea what she was talking about, but it was seriously PAINFUL keeping quiet. Then we heard the toilet paper roll spin.. and it was like the heavens rejoicing. But still she sat! Finally my Dad banged on the door and people called her from outside, and she collected herself to leave. I was so scared she was just gonna pass out and we'd be stuck!
I'm not gonna tell her about this until much later. Much. Haha... and when I do tell her, you can believe she's gonna check behind the shower curtains EVERY time.
As Gadget mentioned in her journal, this experience gave me such a splitting headache I could barely function for the rest of the night. Luckily, the sex helped some. Holly told me this morning that she and Scott heard us fucking from the living room, and Scott made a face. WTF? Doesn't he have sex? Doesn't his girlfriend make any noise? Hmmm... maybe I should leave that one alone.
Today is a nice relaxing day. I have to work this evening, but that's ok. My house is cleaner than it's been in a long long time, and that feels really good. Nobody stayed to help clean this time, but that was okay... the mess was pretty tame.
Peace out, SG Land.
Many people came, drinks were had, food was eaten, music was played, games were won and lost. I suggested that people come around 8:00, and true to form, most people came at 9 or 10. That's always the way. But that was fine, because Karma came shortly after 8 and kept me company while I polished the furniture.
The grand total was over 40 people, and I'm sure I'm forgetting someone. I always make a list of names the next day after a party, to get a count of how many people I crammed into my Little Apartment this time. My list has 41 names but I'm sure I missed someone or three.
SG members in attendance: Karma, Gadget (of course), Toaster42, my Holly (EvilFlapjack), DodRaibeid and HrlyQuinn (who drove all the way from Delaware because they are awesome), OverlordSpectre, and MOIRA WHO STILL WON'T DISCLOSE HER TOP SECRET ALIAS!!!
Members who said they were coming and then couldn't make it for whatever reason include: Morgan, Yillie, DEVI8, theb0y, Clover, and JohnnyT. Go give the fuckers hell for getting a Goob's hopes up. Ha, their loss anyway.
There was bean dip and brie cheese, there were many kinds of beer, there were bottles of booze that died a happy death. I painted Karma's nails a lovely smurf color. Someone brought chess boards and my living room became the Tournament Room.
Gadget and I hid in the shower waiting for people to come in to pee so we could scare them. Our first victim was Mike, but just as he shut the door, someone in the other room yelled, "Chatka Time!!!" which is our family traditional call for a round of shots. I was thinking "Fuck!" cuz I was stuck in the shower, and Mike actually said it out loud: "Fuck!" which made me bust out laughing, blowing our cover.
So we tried again... waiting patiently for the next person to come into the bathroom...
And wouldn't you know it, it was my drunk mother.
That was one of the most difficult 20 minutes I've ever spent.
She had been passed out drunk in my bedroom for a while at that point, and my Dad had just woken her up to pee. So she had lots stored up. Remember that scene in "A League of Their Own" when Tom Hanks is peeing, and they time it? That's what it was like. Me and Gadget were in convulsions laughing without making a sound. Mom would pee, and sigh, and then stop... and start again. When she was finished she just sat there a little longer, making little drunk sigh noises and trickling pee occasionally. You know the kind- you've been there. But probably not with an audience! So then the freakiest thing- she started talking to herself. "I don't care if you know..." she said. WTF? We had no idea what she was talking about, but it was seriously PAINFUL keeping quiet. Then we heard the toilet paper roll spin.. and it was like the heavens rejoicing. But still she sat! Finally my Dad banged on the door and people called her from outside, and she collected herself to leave. I was so scared she was just gonna pass out and we'd be stuck!
I'm not gonna tell her about this until much later. Much. Haha... and when I do tell her, you can believe she's gonna check behind the shower curtains EVERY time.
As Gadget mentioned in her journal, this experience gave me such a splitting headache I could barely function for the rest of the night. Luckily, the sex helped some. Holly told me this morning that she and Scott heard us fucking from the living room, and Scott made a face. WTF? Doesn't he have sex? Doesn't his girlfriend make any noise? Hmmm... maybe I should leave that one alone.
Today is a nice relaxing day. I have to work this evening, but that's ok. My house is cleaner than it's been in a long long time, and that feels really good. Nobody stayed to help clean this time, but that was okay... the mess was pretty tame.
Peace out, SG Land.
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Seems like i missed a good party. (and i was gonna bike there too)
Next time. .... Fun will be had by all!! and i will be part of the all... having fun... with everyone.. being all of us..... yeah ...