Well, here we go. This isn't as "annonymous" as they say it should be, but well, there isn't going to be anything incriminating in this anyway. :) I haven't played with settings yet, but I am thinking I could make this look pretty cool. Well I hope anyway. For those who happened to stumble across this, I mix music, go to college, and live my life. Doesn't sound all that exciting, but considering the alternatives, this is the "good" life.
This journal has two parts: One where I talk about people, one where I talk about me. Experience with a previous journal has told me the first part (about people) should best be hidden from everyone. So I password-protected my other journal, locked it up, threw away the key.
Talking to KK right now, a lot has happened in that department, but um, yeah. I went to D-Lo's party last night with T-T, B-Dawg, Torrelo-san, and that was cool. I had my first hard drink ever - white russian. Was okay, it tasted like vodka + frapachino. And me, well, I am not a coffee drinker. Was okay though, was powerful and potent. Drew mixed it 1/3 vodka, 1/3 kaluha (no idea if i spelled that right), 1/3 milk. I swear you could feel the potency go straight to your brain.
And somehow, I managed to regain sensibility. No idea how, but I did. Going outside and calling KK helped. Especially since it brough about a modicum of guilt that kept me from really having "fun".
Oh, and the pizza guy was late by more than an hour. And some of the people there NEEDED that pizza. Namely Torrelo-san and D-Lo. They make such a cute couple, just thought I'd add. Anyway, so the party was okay, nothing extreme. We were going to play Presidents, vice-presidents, interns, and a-holes, but some people were too drunk (coughtorrellosancough) to even play. She just kept throwing down cards when it wasn't even her turn. Drunk people are strange.
Glad I only had the white russian and an MGD. Hardly even buzzed.
When I called KK though, I was really giggly. Had something to do with some David guy and JapGuyWithPot smoking in the laundry room. Didn't get a contact high, but I was a little giggly. KK kinda flipped, but she didn't get mad. At that point though, I called the "fun" quits for the night. Glad I did too. Someone needed me that night.
This experience for sure is going to cut back my future partying. :)
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