I went to a big blogger party (and a smaller one) and met a lot of bloggers. It was like every other blogger party ever -- except this one had music people and they strangely (mostly) knew who the hell I was. I'll leave the mad linking/blog fucking to someone else, but woo...the extra traffic is a little frightening I've got to say. But all in all, it was amusing and as par for the course, there was some adventure had (alas, my lips are sealed).
The main focus of the weekend was Ant and I rushing around trying to whip our place into shape before the housewarming party. Somehow, it all came off -- though my spanky new bed wasn't delivered until a hour and a half before everything got started, I wasn't even dressed with people came early (Q: who the fuck comes to a party early on a Saturday night? A: Binge drinking lamesters. They were so Ant's friends.), and I had to go and buy a shitload of beer (as if I drink that piss). I was cowering at my own party at that first wave of folks and P. Diddy and G were scared off pretty early on. But, appearances from Trendvickster, PrincessNella, Lina, Faiks, and wonderful HS/Wes friends helped me enjoy myself. We had a party freak (again, one of Ant's friends) that was following everyone around and making a nuisance of himself. Jenny played DJ with the Zen. The chillout room (a.k.a. our spare bedroom done up with candles and super massive pillows) ended up as the makeout room a certain point (tsk, tsk). The solitary barfer was pretty well contained. Not a peep was heard from a neighbor despite it going on until the wee hours because this is a post-war and the walls are thick as hell. We got mad compliments on the space and my wonderful cake. They didn't trash the fucking place and we've got liquor left over for the next blowout, i.e. my birthday pre-party in a couple of weeks. Good times, good times.
The best part of the weekend stuff personally is that there's not a solitary fucking picture out there of me, the most non-photogenic person alive, to drive me nuts for the next few months. And that Monday's a holiday. Everything else...blah.
Posted by Candicissima at February 21, 2005 02:36 AM