Many many thanks to those who came over to eat our food, drink our booze, harass our cats, and sit around chatting, although many of “you” are not actually on LJ and won’t ever see this. I guess it becomes the responsibility of those LJers who knew those other people to pass on the thanks as well… ie., , who “brought the party”. (Nice to meet and add !!)
Man we went through a ton of chili! And vodka! =) Poor planning on my part (and that Sunday ban) left our beer selection slim, but we put a very healthy dent in the liquor stock. Managed to remember the chocolate martini recipe on the first try — I know has told me before, but, well, apparently I’ve always been drinking when she told me. =)
Speaking of Magoo, I tried calling you Sunday and yesterday just to see how you’re feeling! Noticed ‘s response to rant, so checked out his friend’s list for the source of the anger… and stumbled upon some photos of the last party he and Magoo went to… No, we didn’t have pocket-bikes or strippers (or crack whores?) at our party, and so far as I know nobody puked in our parking lot (not even despite all Kit’s prompting), although did sort of “disappear” from the party behind a closed door until about 5pm yesterday. Sure hope they don’t get used to that sort of excitement or they may never show for one of our get togethers. =)
The actual holiday we spent being lazy-asses, though we did manage to play a little tennis before ordering our dinner be delivered to us. spent most of the day trying to set up his new harddrive for his work lappy, while we watched the first Gunslinger Girl DVD. Then the thunderstorms came through, which only made us sleepy and lazy, so that by the time we thought to call and get directions downtown to possibly watch fireworks from Justin & Nicola’s, it was pretty damned late. By the time we got ready to go out in public, we figured we’d never make it, so we just headed to the nearby Keswick Park for theirs. The timing was perfect — next to last people to park, they started as we were walking in, they were pretty damned good, then they ended and we were in the prime parking spot to get out first. Absolutely no traffic hassle. Sweeeet.
Anywho… it’s only half-way through Tuesday and I’m already way behind in work I neglected to even look at over the weekend. Guess I should shut up and get to it.
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January 1, 2001 @ 12:00 am
ninjaben3 has made a Comment
sorry we couldn’t make it. i swear one of these days we’ll come out there. we ordered the fence so that’s one “stressor” out of the way. once magoo gets her stuff moved in we’ll be spending time with friends (and crack whore’s if we chose to do so).
July 5, 2005 @ 11:37 am
schlemaggle has made a Comment
hey you! sorry i didn’t call you back–my phone was on ‘silent’ and spent most of the weekend downstairs, so when i went to check it yesterday, i had a bajillion missed calls.
i’m glad you remembered the recipe, and that a good time was had by all, even though you had zero in the way of crackwhores at your party. apparently, ben and i know at least one (who was supposedly at this party), so if we ever find out who she was/is, we can invite her along. the pictures you didn’t get a chance to see (that i still haven’t seen but know were taken because i remember the camera flashes): me kissing a chick, me kissing two chicks, me kissing ben and a chick, and me grabbing the junk of every guy in attendance at the instistence of ben, so that i could ‘read their fortunes,’ thus earning me a new nickname: “The Ball Whisperer.” aahhh…it was good times, indeed…one of these days, you guys will have to venture out to Powers Ferry to meet these kids when they throw another wild ass party.
i’m doing okay-ish…more so than i was sunday or yesterday. swelling has gone down some, and i can almost bend it again, which means i can almost take the stairs one foot at a time again. the bad news is, my doctor is on vacation until later this week. so, if it’s not well on its way to healing by tomorrow or thursday, i’m going to be making an appointment. for now, though, it’s extra-strength tylenol city at maggie’s house…
July 5, 2005 @ 12:24 pm
flerly has made a Comment
OMG. That alone would have made for that to be the best partee evah!
Rest up. We’ll drink more later.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:27 pm
flerly has made a Comment
I was supposed to tell you that a real friend would have come anyway on a twisted, broken and/or mangled knee, as I was informed by Kit, who came on a little, purple, swollen, probably broken toe, and thus garnered much sympathy and sympathy-fetching of alcohol/anesthetic.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:30 pm
aoide has made a Comment
HA! You are so slack. I cut my finger open on thursday at SotG and then had a dentist appointment from hell on Friday and also broke a toe on Saturday and I still made it to the party de fler! And you call yourself dedicated to the sport of drinking! Bah. You amature!
July 5, 2005 @ 12:31 pm
aoide has made a Comment
Yeah! What she said.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:32 pm
flerly has made a Comment
Anytime you want to befriend girls at Mardi Gras and invite them someplace for a party, I think I’m supposed to remind you it’s our turn to have them over…
=)
July 5, 2005 @ 12:32 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
okay. next time i dislocate my knee, i’ll call you up and have you carry me up and down the stairs and fetch me drinks. 🙂
July 5, 2005 @ 12:34 pm
aoide has made a Comment
As long as your at the party… deal.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:38 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
sweet! will you make me a boondoggle keychain, too?
July 5, 2005 @ 12:43 pm
flerly has made a Comment
Hey… Kit knows dedication to drinking. Her broken toe was even a drinking-related injury, and she got right back on the horse. Or.. um.. something.
Yeah, so she apparently dropped a beer-bottle on her toe. Good party story.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:44 pm
flerly has made a Comment
She could always buy you one on ebay!
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=8316033615&rd=1&ssPageName=WDVW
July 5, 2005 @ 12:46 pm
aoide has made a Comment
only if I can have your tater tots.
July 5, 2005 @ 12:47 pm
aoide has made a Comment
not sure if this will work but…
That front one is fake and waiting for the crown now.
all that discoloration is bruising.
This is a bad picture but I woke up on friday and there was blood all on my pillow from the leaking out of the bandaide. Yuck.
So, who’s ready for lunch?
July 5, 2005 @ 12:59 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
if she were a real friend, she would.
July 5, 2005 @ 1:07 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
baby, you can always have my tots. you know why? because you have real puffy sleeves.
July 5, 2005 @ 1:08 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
yum, yum, and yummiest. now i feel like a slacker. is there any way for me to redeem myself?
July 5, 2005 @ 1:10 pm
flerly has made a Comment
You didn’t mess up your knee with a drunken ride on that pocket-bike, did you?
Did you grab somebody’s junk expectedly and they did a ninja move on you? You really should move back to this side of town so we can go to that Ninja Training School together, if so.
July 5, 2005 @ 1:12 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
no, unfortunately, this was no pocket-bike or ninja-related injury…i just stood up from my seat and was about to mouth off to ben about something, and boom. next thing i knew, i heard a loud pop and i was laying in the ground with my knee all out of place and my ankle in my face. and then i made ben pull on my leg until my knee righted itself.
i guess that’s what i get for trying to mouth off. i should know better. in all seriousness, i wish i had a more interesting story, but i’m grateful that it happened in the living room rather than the bathroom (like it did the first time my knee did this).
i’m all for the Ninja Training School, regardless. do they allow cripples to take classes?
July 5, 2005 @ 1:38 pm
ninjaben3 has made a Comment
she was dancing with a chick (one of the ones she kissed) for me…the she got so excied that her kneed popped out of place. i being the gent that i was went straight for the ankle and tried to fix it. it was only after several attempts to fix the injured ankle that i realized (or was informed) that it was in fact the knee that was hurt. DOH!
magoo…don’t forget you got all up on my best friend.
this guy here:
full on kissing.
but then again, i was all up on the girl you see in that pic. so i guess it was a fare trade.
July 5, 2005 @ 1:48 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
see, i don’t remember the dancing part…or the kissing neal part…or the you kissing dymond part…so can you really say it’s a fair trade?
yeah, i guess you can. it’s kind of my own fault for not being able to remember any of it.
July 5, 2005 @ 2:04 pm
flerly has made a Comment
Who’s to say what happened or didn’t? All one would have to do is get you guys drunk enough that you “black out” then tell you all about the “stuff you did”. =P
Of course, we tried that with Brad… something about a fire-truck and him on the roof, but I don’t think he bought it.
Oh well, in that case… forget this. You guys just carry on being insane and hope somebody either takes a picture or is sober enough to recount the story later. Oh.. and keep your health insurance cards handy.
July 5, 2005 @ 2:08 pm
gl2814 has made a Comment
yes, i believe that there was some kissing of me, now that you mention it, and the reason there is no pics up of you kissing girls, or you kissing ben and girls, is because i was expressly forbidden by miss dymond from putting those up. i was not, however forbidden from emailing them to you, so talk to me later if you wanna get them. hehe.
July 5, 2005 @ 2:49 pm
squatting_jedi has made a Comment
I did those myself.
July 5, 2005 @ 3:28 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
🙂 that’d be nice (maggiemills-at-yahoo-dot-com).
July 5, 2005 @ 7:47 pm
anonymous has made a Comment
we could just get drunk again and see if the same thing(s) happen(s), and hope that the things like dislocating knees don’t happen.
…but that might be tempting fate. disasterous, vindictive fate.
July 5, 2005 @ 7:50 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
oops.
July 5, 2005 @ 7:51 pm