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Usually when you go to
a house party, you see the same people (give or take a few randoms).
This party was awesome because there were all sorts of different
groups of people that came out to celebrate the 3 friends' birthdays.
Around 3am the party hit full stride. Everybody was having fun
and getting drunk and it was right around this time that the
crowd started getting...
...really into karaoke. Here's Emma on Seth's shoulders.
Lo and me doing a duet.
Crowd shot from the karaoke stage.
Another one.
This is one of my favorite pics of the night.
And this is Amanda, my favorite girl of the night.
Right in the middle of her song, she ripped open her shirt to
reveal Apocalypstik stickers covering her titties. Amazing.
Buddy and Amanda.
Jamie, Lo, Jenny, Frank, Colin, Fatty's hair and Emma.
Seth Miller got back on the mic and the crowd absolutely went
batshit.
Hahaha. So great.
Mike Driscoll (of TeenDrama fame) saw all the girls getting crazy
up on shoulders and decided to get in on the elevated action
by...
...standing on my couch so he could jump up and hang from my
apartment's fire sprinkler pipes. Holy worst idea ever, Batman!
I managed to snap a pic for posterity before screaming at him
to "get the fuck down from there, you lunatic!" (Mke D. has no
recollection of this).
Gina, Mandy and Mike.
Eva pretending she doesn't mind my sweaty face being pressed
against her cheek.
Lawrence, Mandy and Krucoff (demonstrating how lions roar).
Mike D, Josh Levine, me and Rachel.
Gina and Lawrence. (By the way, Gina smells really good. She
accidentally left her coat at my house and my room smelled all
nice and girly for a few weeks until I returned it to her.)
Hahaha.
Mike: still aparently determined to flood my apartment.
Bon Jovi? George Micheal? Sir Mix-a-lot? Who can remember?
Seth and Adam Mandell.
Before we let Amanda leave for the night...
...we requested a closer inspection of her advertitment for her friends'
band.
The end of karaoke.
Seth and his friend pretending they're in Ghostbusters.
Vin and Amber tried to sneak out unnoticed at 4am! Busted!
Ryan and the other Eva.
Mr. & Mrs. Kijowski. Awwww.
The future Mr. and Mrs. Lewitinn. Awwwww.
Mad props to Jon Davis - he lives in the neighborhood and when we ran
out of booze just past 4:30am, he saved party from drying up by
busting out the number of some super-sketch Chinatown bogeda that will
deliver
booze
and
beer 24 hours a day!
And thank YOU too Mr. Supersketchmart Delivery Guy! Without you, many
people might have ended up getting to bed at an embarrassingly respectible
hour!
David "KING OF JDATE" Fateman lived up to his nickname by actually
bringing his JDate from earlier on in the evening to the party!
Gina teasing me and Rachael about the pics she found of us from when
we were dating back in high school.
Don't get excited. I already told you she didn't end up putting out,
remember?
Pics of the late nighters! Jenny and Jamie: 4:50am.
Laura and Sonya! 4:53am
Bristley kiss from Seith.
Mandy, ?, Jasper, Mike and SmellsGood Gina.
The party official ended a little after five. Our initial "let's
get a head start on cleaning up now!" efforts were quickly given
up on when we decided we were all too fucked up to be bothered to clean.
Birthday peeps: Sarah, Dan and Laura! Happy Birthday!
Also around this time, Herman, my roommate's cat came out of hiding
and was totally FUCKING PISSED to discover what a mess we'd made of
his apartment. Check him out glaring at us.
He was so irrated he was lashing out and trying to scratch anyone who
came near him. Check him out ready to take a swipe with his badass
"I dare you to pet me, motherfucker" expression. Herman rules (except
for the fact that he
likes to watche me shower).
Me and the (topless???) birthday girl!
Mike and Vic counting out the money people tipped them for bartending!
When Mike went upstairs to go to his apartment, he discovered that
someone (who'd apparently spend the majority of the evening drinking
red wine) had make a big purple mess right outside his door. When I
apologized on behalf of the unknown guest, Mike shrugged and earned
the Fonzie thumbs-up of Coolness by shrugging and replying
"Who cares? This is why I own a mop!"
The Morning After.
The living room. 1pm.
My guest room.
My bedroom.
The fire escape.
All things considered, the place was in pretty good shape. Messy, yes
- but nothing was broken or vandalized or stolen. (The one exception
being the mysterious disappearance of my sunglasses...but we'll get
to that in a bit). Sarah, Laura and Dan all came over (with a pizza!)
to help clean up.
Clean up crew in action.
Yay, birthdays! (Check out Dan's hungover sunglasses. hahah).
Oh, did I mention that there were commemoritive pins handed out?
A few days after the party, Jenny
Penny posted pics of the party on
her website and inadvertantly identified her butt-ass wasted friend
as the clown who most likely kifed my fucking shades.
Or maybe it was her! Whoopsie! Either way, it's been six months and
I'm still waiting for my drink and/or $8 refund, you tart!
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