Saturday night I had my best friend Meg's 21st, which was rather successful. Unfortunately I had to make a speech and am absolutely terrified of speaking in front of people, so I had a few glasses of champagne before hand, well about 5. Apparently I still spoke intelligible english, so that's ok.
I was really pissed off because I spent all day saturday making cakes for her party and I made this awesome looking cake and put the candles on it and everything so that the people at the Celtic Club (they hired a room there) would know which to put out. But the fuckwits took the candles off the nice one and put them on the ordinary chocolate cake that was there so there would be enough (I made 2 of the nice fancy ones) and took that one out. Once speeches were over I went into the kitchen and cracked the shits at them, because I'd put all this time and effort into making nice cakes and no one even got to see them. To top it off they had already cut up the others so I couldnt show Meg how cool they looked in the first place. So I wasn't too impressed. After that I kept drinking, in fact did a fair bit more drinking. I like drinking. I like being drunk. I like not caring.
Aside from that it was a good night. I had fun. Meg had fun. Lots of people ended up back at Meg's. When we got there I dragged Adam downstairs with an ulterior motive...and we had 4 people walk in on us. I mean really. We weren't really all that quiet either. First it was Arms, he barged in and started talking and Adam grabbed the doona off the floor to throw over us while we both yelled at Arms. So he left. Then Benny came down and walked in and I told him to fuck off. Then someone else, I think it was Laura, and then Meg came down to see if we were going to come upstairs and keep drinking. Everyone knew we were having sex, so why do they need to keep walking in?! We were so annoyed. And we were going to go back upstairs, only it lasted quite a while, and then we talked, and then Adam fell asleep on me and I couldnt move him. He's slightly heavier than me, and like every bloody guy deadweight when sleeping, so I couldnt get up and eventually went to sleep. Turns out it didnt last long upstairs, what with the life of the party (being me of course) was not present!
Was a good night, and yesterday was good too. I love those days you spend most of in bed. Especially when you have someone to cuddle.
I was really pissed off because I spent all day saturday making cakes for her party and I made this awesome looking cake and put the candles on it and everything so that the people at the Celtic Club (they hired a room there) would know which to put out. But the fuckwits took the candles off the nice one and put them on the ordinary chocolate cake that was there so there would be enough (I made 2 of the nice fancy ones) and took that one out. Once speeches were over I went into the kitchen and cracked the shits at them, because I'd put all this time and effort into making nice cakes and no one even got to see them. To top it off they had already cut up the others so I couldnt show Meg how cool they looked in the first place. So I wasn't too impressed. After that I kept drinking, in fact did a fair bit more drinking. I like drinking. I like being drunk. I like not caring.
Aside from that it was a good night. I had fun. Meg had fun. Lots of people ended up back at Meg's. When we got there I dragged Adam downstairs with an ulterior motive...and we had 4 people walk in on us. I mean really. We weren't really all that quiet either. First it was Arms, he barged in and started talking and Adam grabbed the doona off the floor to throw over us while we both yelled at Arms. So he left. Then Benny came down and walked in and I told him to fuck off. Then someone else, I think it was Laura, and then Meg came down to see if we were going to come upstairs and keep drinking. Everyone knew we were having sex, so why do they need to keep walking in?! We were so annoyed. And we were going to go back upstairs, only it lasted quite a while, and then we talked, and then Adam fell asleep on me and I couldnt move him. He's slightly heavier than me, and like every bloody guy deadweight when sleeping, so I couldnt get up and eventually went to sleep. Turns out it didnt last long upstairs, what with the life of the party (being me of course) was not present!
Was a good night, and yesterday was good too. I love those days you spend most of in bed. Especially when you have someone to cuddle.
Dirty fuckers.