Alcatraz Party 08
other than the half-full bottles of wine/barcadi/bartida/tequlia/champagne/baileys and the empty bottles of beer/vodka/champagne that are lined up along my kitchentop, there is no evidence that the party-of-the-year went down at my place 2 nights ago. my floors that were sticky with beer have been vacuumed, swept, mopped. the stale chips have been thrown, the garbage taken out, my bedsheets stripped and laundried, the glasses washed... post-party is just as much work as pre-party. ( though the alcohol shopping bit was terrifying)
the night itself was a night to remember. i had to throw out people from my WG whom I didnt know, who just decided to stroll in and help themselves to the food, i had to throw out people who switched off the lights in my room and decided to get comfortable on my bed. my hair was conditioned with smoke and alcoholic breathe. and there was beer-spilling down my top and guys peeing in public and couples making out in dark corners and the police! but anyway. i staggered into bed just as the sun was coming up and got up again to get ear-plugs because the party was still going strong.
i wonder when will there next be a call for celebration, its unlikely that the contents of the half-full bottles will be finished anytime soon. i suppose they will sit in my kitchen for a long time to come, a reminder of the good times.