I got home not too long ago from having dinner with the girls and James. We spent much of the time rehashing Saturday night: a date which will live in infamy. No, wait. That’s Pearl Harbor, sorry. It was a night full of debauchery! Yes, debauchery. Loads and buckets full of insane, ridic debauchery. I blame the DJ, who filled the air ’til the wee hours of the night with music and pumping all the right tracks. From “YMCA” for The Village People, who shockingly made a cameo:
To the “Three’s Company” theme song for the cast, who also made an appearance:
Even Axl Rose and Slash showed up making those GnR songs fitting!
There was silliness:
And seriousness, as in serious partying and a serious intervention to keep Chrissy Snow from OD’ing on cheese.
And there was a special kind of happiness and giddiness in just about everyone that night.
It was an amazing night to be alive and to be with friends. Or to make new ones at that. Like the guys at the gas station I came across before hitting up Betsy’s party, who rapped this Lil Wayne song all around me.
Much love to everyone and anyone who made me forget life’s stresses and reminded me how to have fun and laugh until my sides hurt. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
