how was the party last night? lots of people have been asking. i have just had a series of phonecalls. it is the talk of the town. and i'm the reporter.

it can't have been all bad. i'm basically still in bed. and still tired. so i must have partied hearty.


party highlights:

basically all you can eat pizza. and so much bubbly wine that i would have been anyone's by eight pm.

a hot boy asking me if i went to his highschool. reow.

getting the dj to play the venga boys.

my friend turning up in his scoring tie and me kissing him just so the tie's 100% strike rate stayed true.

watching a colleague pretty successfully snuggle with another colleague. just friends. whatever.

the dress ups. i heart dress ups. lots of bright colours, wigs and feathers. a man in orange platform shoes was my favourite.

the karaoke when i was on stage.

the low lights

the karaoke when anyone else was on stage.

having numerous drinks spilt on me by the same person. although excuses were found seeming to absolve him of blame, i now query the validity of the excuses. alls i know is that i was covered in bubbly wine.

the lack of pashing.

the pizza being not that great actually.

not enough critical mass. so while there were lots of people at the party the venue could hold a good many more. and so when you were dancing you felt a bit exposed or something.

the selection of music played by the djs. with the exception of the above mentioned venga boys.

also of note:

they played my party song after my party friend left. so we couldn't dance to it together. also i fell asleep in the taxi on the way home. shameola. and it was only like eleven pm. one of my fave people didn't come but he did keep in fone contact so i could update him. he even gave me tips about which hotties to talk to. but he needn't have. they came to talk to ME. and i got in lots of photos by lurking in the background and jumping in just as the photo was being taken. one word: genius.