Champage supernova.
Jan. 2nd, 2007 08:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icebluenothingSIXBOX remixed: I hereby declare the new living arrangements Partyable. Having the bed in the space that was formerly the living room, and the old bedroom converted into my office/salon, didn't seem to slow us down at all. In fact, the bed in the main space just makes a fine excuse/platform for cuddly puppy piles.
SIXBOX damage: Minimal. The four-poster bed needs to be reinforced, though -- those posts weren't really designed to have drunkards leaning on them for support.
Bar damage: Minimal. Most of my stock didn't get touched, actually. Y'all came through heroically to my request to bring booze, and you drank what you brought with you, it looks like.
Personal liver damage: Outstanding. I don't know if I've ever been this drunk at one of my own parties before. (It didn't help that, after already having had several mixed drinks, I insisted on having practically an entire bottle of pink champage all to myself.) Even my legendary post-imbibing memory is a little fuzzy, this time.
Best toy: I must remember to thank my sister for the fuzzy stuffed black sphere that goes booi-ooi-ooing! on impact. The more we drank, the funnier it got.
Surprise guests:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sleepdepzombie and Mari's friends Corey and Ray (sp?) -- by sheer coincidence I had run into them the night before and wanted to invite them, but didn't because I'm shy (yes I am, shut up), but they had an invite passed along to them anyway, which was cool; and kaneda_khan, who told me he'd be up from Cali but wanted me to keep it a surprise. So worth it.
Much missed:morgyne, in town but not in attendance; kickaha, all the way across the fscking country; and evelynm (windbourne's sister) -- did you get lost, or -- ?
Made it to breakfast: Myself, Ahna,bhaiku, retcon, saffyre_dragon, kespernorth and chemicallace -- a much smaller turnout, and coincidentally, much worse service than previous years. Most of us were fashionably late, and most of you were still asleep, I assume. We'll have to start later next year.
If I had to do it over again: Instead of "BRING ALCOHOL," my last minute panic post should have read "BRING CHICKS". Talk about a sausage party.
Comments / anecdotes encouraged.
SIXBOX damage: Minimal. The four-poster bed needs to be reinforced, though -- those posts weren't really designed to have drunkards leaning on them for support.
Bar damage: Minimal. Most of my stock didn't get touched, actually. Y'all came through heroically to my request to bring booze, and you drank what you brought with you, it looks like.
Personal liver damage: Outstanding. I don't know if I've ever been this drunk at one of my own parties before. (It didn't help that, after already having had several mixed drinks, I insisted on having practically an entire bottle of pink champage all to myself.) Even my legendary post-imbibing memory is a little fuzzy, this time.
Best toy: I must remember to thank my sister for the fuzzy stuffed black sphere that goes booi-ooi-ooing! on impact. The more we drank, the funnier it got.
Surprise guests:
sleepdepzombie and Mari's friends Corey and Ray (sp?) -- by sheer coincidence I had run into them the night before and wanted to invite them, but didn't because I'm shy (yes I am, shut up), but they had an invite passed along to them anyway, which was cool; and kaneda_khan, who told me he'd be up from Cali but wanted me to keep it a surprise. So worth it.Much missed:
morgyne, in town but not in attendance; kickaha, all the way across the fscking country; and evelynm (windbourne's sister) -- did you get lost, or -- ?Made it to breakfast: Myself, Ahna,
bhaiku, retcon, saffyre_dragon, kespernorth and chemicallace -- a much smaller turnout, and coincidentally, much worse service than previous years. Most of us were fashionably late, and most of you were still asleep, I assume. We'll have to start later next year.If I had to do it over again: Instead of "BRING ALCOHOL," my last minute panic post should have read "BRING CHICKS". Talk about a sausage party.
Comments / anecdotes encouraged.
