To
runstaverun and
kikibird for the glasses last January.
To my ex for the corner etagere.
To
dougthenut and
runstaverun for helping me move.
To
runstaverun for helping me get the TV in the car, and
towelboy for getting it up the stairs.
To Joe,
strawberrygal, and crew for the couch.
To
dougthenut and his mother for the kitchen set.
To
kikibird for help with the Ikea trip.
Without you, tonight would not have been possible.
Thank you to all those who came. Thanks for the many wonderful gifts, the great times, the great liquors and snacks, the fun conversations, the Sharpton pushing, and the piece of pie humor. Good fucking times.
Will recap the past two weeks later. Sleep is calling me. For having a party and dozens of people over, this place is really fucking clean. Civilized friends, eh? Except that despite having an apartment full of degrees, not one person could figure to jiggle a toilet. Oh well. Good times.
Thank you all. Rock on.
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To my ex for the corner etagere.
To
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To Joe,
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Without you, tonight would not have been possible.
Thank you to all those who came. Thanks for the many wonderful gifts, the great times, the great liquors and snacks, the fun conversations, the Sharpton pushing, and the piece of pie humor. Good fucking times.
Will recap the past two weeks later. Sleep is calling me. For having a party and dozens of people over, this place is really fucking clean. Civilized friends, eh? Except that despite having an apartment full of degrees, not one person could figure to jiggle a toilet. Oh well. Good times.
Thank you all. Rock on.
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Thanks for telling us about the liquor place, and introducing us to Ibby's.
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i meant to change the evite but i was busy vomiting on someone's front steps for hours and hours.
i suck hardcore and i feel awful.
poo, just poo. i'm sorry, please forgive me and my stupid stupid self.
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