With the 16th anniversary of my 16th birthday coming up, I've decided to throw a party.
And for all you mathematically impaired, I am NOT turning 256.
Theme is "see and gawk at my flat" while you sip cheap wine and eat chips, salami, brie and whatever else I feel like buying. With the guest list it could also be Chinese Filipino friendship day.
A long time ago, I would throw these really good parties. Well, they really weren't all that good. I was just younger, and when you're 18, good party means free beer.
My definition of a good party is still lots of good booze, but now I also need passable music, conversation, an endless supply of pica pica, and a pristine bathroom.
Last night I schlepped over to the deli for good old fashioned overpriced salami, to go with the grocery bought wine. I am exceedingly confident in my skills as host: I invited a dozen people to come over.
God I hope they come.
2 comments:
I'd love to come! I like coming!
Imagine all of them coming at once!
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