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07/31/2005: "Kari's BDay Party"

Meet Kari. Friday nite was her Birthday Party. Stuff happened. It was fun. I now differ you to Crickett's LiveJournal for details because I am too lazy to write it in my own words.

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Crickett's LiveJournal:

Good heavens.

What a fucking birthday party.

We spent all day cleaning and making the place pretty. The Nookie Room was all set up with a mattress and mood lighting. The hanging cage was unlocked. A large box of condoms was placed in plain sight. Billions of candles were lit. "Off Limits" signs were placed on the doors to both upstairs offices as well as the fridge. More candles were lit out on the patio. The strings of lights outside were futzed with until they worked. The band got themselves all set up and soundchecked. The stereo was all plugged in, tested, and ready to rock.

Kari's roommate arrived with ice and wine, and when she went out for more ice she kindly brought me along so that I could get some foods. El Pollo Loco was procured (craaaaazy chicken!), and then we hit a liqour store for more ice. In the liqour store, everyone was incredibly helpful to the point of being almost creepy. Like, three guys standing there going, "Can I help you? How many bags do you need? Oh, we'll put them in boxes and bring them out to the car for you." Weird. And "Tragedy" by the BeeGees was playing the entire time. As I said, weird.

We got back in time for the guest of honour to arrive, and the first few guests started showing up around 10 or so. Before too long, it was in full swing. Rockin' music (via the 6 hours of music that Arielle mixed special for the party), plenty booze, and tonnes of interesting people. The band played, there was a hot burlesque dancer, there was a sexy belly-dancer who ate fire.

Here's our Guest Of Honour. She's been a bad girl, and that's just how we like her!


Will you spank me??