Last Night we had a house party. It was awesome! It was a birthday party for my housemate and a friend who have recently turned 21. There was epic preparation – every thing got cleaned! Somewhat ironic given the state of the place in the morning, but still, at one point it was the cleanest the house has been all year. We mixed the most awesome drinks. There was fruit and juice and fruit juice and juicy fruit and all the alcomahol you can imagine - we seem to have amassed a pretty varied and interesting collection. Recently I’ve taken some advice from the D-O-Double-Gizzle himself and have been enjoying all kinds of Gin & Juice type concoctions. They’re the most of the yummy. That said, it should be noted that Frank mixes the best drinks of anyone I’ve ever met and some of his were awesome. We also spent hours creating a spotify playlist for the party so we all added some of our favourites and then left it on random (well, we were supposed to anyway!). We bought one of those day passes for 99p to avoid adverts – clever business, you know. Worth it too – we had 11 hours of music in the end! So there was a clean house, plentiful supply of choons and buckets of cocktails: the stage was set for a pretty good time…
And it really was! If you are friends with the right people on facebook there are tons of photos of the awesome dancing and people and fun. Even better the whole thing was relatively without serious incident which is jolly good.
All that remains to be said is that the C.A.T.E.M.P.I.R.E has G.O.T. a par-ty H.A.P.P.E.N.I.N.G…. Oh, and thank goodness we didn’t open the sky lights.
