Halloween Hijinks
Sigh...
Yet another crappy story. I had fun, but still... what a mess. Read on...
So I was invited to an exclusive party at the Cherry St. Tavern in Philly, through a couple female friends of mine. I was told it was going to be a pretty big deal;drinking, dancing, music, etc. and it would be a "lock-in" party of some kind. Meaning that everyone would be spending the night there.
So I got off work at 11, got ready, and was on my way. I had asked for very specific directions, since I don't know the city that well. So they gave me directions that seemed simple enough but turned out to be wholly inaccurate! So naturally I got lost. I ended up circling the damn art museum.
I called them up again, got directions from someone else, and found my way. I finally got there at 1am!
The only people there were my two friends, some dude, and four employees. The 7 of us were sitting around a table in the back room smoking and drinking. No karaoke, no cards, no dancing, no pin the tail on the fucking donkey. Now don't get me wrong, I have no problem "just hanging out" with people. But I was led to believe this was going to be a crazy fun party, and I turned down other plans, and I went through this crazy hassle to get dressed up and find the place. Know what I mean?
So I start pounding down beers to catch up with everyone. Within an hour I had downed 5 or 6. Then they suddenly announce that they're moving the party to this other girl's apartment! I was like "who's driving?"
They said "You are."
I said "The fuck I am! You could've warned me that you were going to move the party! But I just drank a shitload of beer, and I'm not driving anywhere."
So my two friends, some dude, and I ended up riding in my friend's car instead. Keep in mind, for future reference, that my car is still parked at the bar. So we rode up to the apartment which was 16+ blocks away. It turned out to be a total shithole. Seriously it was disgusting. It looked like this girl was squatting there. But I had no choice but to crash there and watch Chapelle's Show. The four of us all slept on the sofa bed. BTW the girl who lived there? She must've gone home with someone else because she never even showed up at her own place.
I woke up the next morning and I had a vicious hangover. I forced myself to drink a glass of the nasty water from the dirty sink, and then tried to wake up my friend to give me a ride back to my car. She wouldn't wake up. So with my hangover, I had to WALK SIXTEEN BLOCKS and then some, to get back to my car. I didn't even know exactly how to get there but I had no choice, so I did it. After a few miles of early morning sickass walking, I finally found the damn thing parked where I had left it.
Miraculously it hadn't been ticketed. That seems to happen a lot to me!
Then I drove to my dad's house to see my visiting grandparents and we all went out to brunch. Which was delicious.
So anyway...
To sum up the party... it was a huge clusterfuck. The people behind it didn't put any thought at all into planning it and I feel that they were very inconsiderate in a lot of ways. For one, shitty directions. They didn't even check them, they just kinda made them up from what they remember of the city. And secondly, not telling me that they were going to move the party. If they had warned me about that I would've not drank so much when I got there, and wouldn't have had to walk back to my car.
In the words of the nameless narrator from Fight Club...
"This is so fucking stupid."
Oh speaking of which I went as Tyler Durden. The costume looked pretty cool altogether, mostly due to my awesome jacket. But the hair ruined the whole damn thing. Since I have black hair I had to spray it blond. But the spray turned it neon green yellow, like a highliter! I have showered twice since then and I STILL have a stained scalp. LOL
Anyway I will post pics soon. I hope you all had a better halloween than I did!
Sigh...
Yet another crappy story. I had fun, but still... what a mess. Read on...
So I was invited to an exclusive party at the Cherry St. Tavern in Philly, through a couple female friends of mine. I was told it was going to be a pretty big deal;drinking, dancing, music, etc. and it would be a "lock-in" party of some kind. Meaning that everyone would be spending the night there.
So I got off work at 11, got ready, and was on my way. I had asked for very specific directions, since I don't know the city that well. So they gave me directions that seemed simple enough but turned out to be wholly inaccurate! So naturally I got lost. I ended up circling the damn art museum.
I called them up again, got directions from someone else, and found my way. I finally got there at 1am!
The only people there were my two friends, some dude, and four employees. The 7 of us were sitting around a table in the back room smoking and drinking. No karaoke, no cards, no dancing, no pin the tail on the fucking donkey. Now don't get me wrong, I have no problem "just hanging out" with people. But I was led to believe this was going to be a crazy fun party, and I turned down other plans, and I went through this crazy hassle to get dressed up and find the place. Know what I mean?
So I start pounding down beers to catch up with everyone. Within an hour I had downed 5 or 6. Then they suddenly announce that they're moving the party to this other girl's apartment! I was like "who's driving?"
They said "You are."
I said "The fuck I am! You could've warned me that you were going to move the party! But I just drank a shitload of beer, and I'm not driving anywhere."
So my two friends, some dude, and I ended up riding in my friend's car instead. Keep in mind, for future reference, that my car is still parked at the bar. So we rode up to the apartment which was 16+ blocks away. It turned out to be a total shithole. Seriously it was disgusting. It looked like this girl was squatting there. But I had no choice but to crash there and watch Chapelle's Show. The four of us all slept on the sofa bed. BTW the girl who lived there? She must've gone home with someone else because she never even showed up at her own place.
I woke up the next morning and I had a vicious hangover. I forced myself to drink a glass of the nasty water from the dirty sink, and then tried to wake up my friend to give me a ride back to my car. She wouldn't wake up. So with my hangover, I had to WALK SIXTEEN BLOCKS and then some, to get back to my car. I didn't even know exactly how to get there but I had no choice, so I did it. After a few miles of early morning sickass walking, I finally found the damn thing parked where I had left it.
Miraculously it hadn't been ticketed. That seems to happen a lot to me!
Then I drove to my dad's house to see my visiting grandparents and we all went out to brunch. Which was delicious.
So anyway...
To sum up the party... it was a huge clusterfuck. The people behind it didn't put any thought at all into planning it and I feel that they were very inconsiderate in a lot of ways. For one, shitty directions. They didn't even check them, they just kinda made them up from what they remember of the city. And secondly, not telling me that they were going to move the party. If they had warned me about that I would've not drank so much when I got there, and wouldn't have had to walk back to my car.
In the words of the nameless narrator from Fight Club...
"This is so fucking stupid."
Oh speaking of which I went as Tyler Durden. The costume looked pretty cool altogether, mostly due to my awesome jacket. But the hair ruined the whole damn thing. Since I have black hair I had to spray it blond. But the spray turned it neon green yellow, like a highliter! I have showered twice since then and I STILL have a stained scalp. LOL
Anyway I will post pics soon. I hope you all had a better halloween than I did!
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And, yeah, it's fun Even if I don't make it. But, I might... I'm really havin fun.
Glad you like my hair...that was after 7 days of not washing it. I had to cave in eventually.
I'm really sorry to hear you lost your mother, too.
[Edited on Nov 05, 2005 2:11PM]