Party at Mike's

A revenge plot unfold. It was the proposed 'party of the century' that I prefer not to remember. Sure it was nice to see old friends, but that was all. I wasn't really IN the party I was more just playing 'daddy'.

Thankfully there was an 'after-party' but I'm regretting it now. The party in summation for me was a drag; so much drunkenness, so much vomit, so much responsibility. This is clearly a retrospect thought and I apparently share it with others. I feel like I just gave everyone something to do one night. No doubt though, I better be fucking invited to other parties.

I hope it wasn't all for nothing.

I seem to have missed David and Ivan's attendance.

Damn.

On a lighter note, I went to Rapids Water Park. Yup.

Okay. Oh and lately I've been thinking it's funny reading blogs. Especially when they type with ellipses constantly. I mean I know its wrong but I can concur with this bulletin my college friend and how she specified how annoying grammatic and syntax errors are.

If your not sure how to write or say something, do it the way you know how. Don't improvise. It just damages your character. It also makes whatever heartfelt draft you're writing seem pithy and pathetic. My bad right? (I'm all for speaking out and not being a quiet wallflower to only engage when recognized, but lets do so in a careful fashion.)

I was 'cooking a steak' in a frying pan, not 'grilling a steak' in a frying pan genius.