Ahahahaha! I had to whip out the Lady Gaga “Poker Face.” I generally don’t listen to her or any new mainstream, but given that I hang out with a bunch of straight women and gay men, I’m bound to hear some KISS 108 or club music. I will say, though, that Lady Gaga is a crazy sonuvabitch! Last I heard about her was that during the MTV Music Awards, she performed and had some weird get-up where she was oozing blood or something. Oh, and a while back, she was on Ellen Degeneres’ show wearing some metal wires around her head. Hahahaha. Whatever makes the woman happy and making money. I still have respect for her–she does what she does and she doesn’t care what people think.
That “Poker Face” song also brings back many memories that I share with my friends, usually when we’re having a great time hanging out or partying. I mean, there are random house parties that one would go to simply party, but then, there are friends’ parties, where it’s having a good time amongst people you know, rather than get drunk and get laid.
Tuesday night was a pre-Thanksgiving party that one of my friends (and her roommates) threw. Honestly, I really enjoyed it. I knew almost everyone there, either only by name or personally. What mattered most was that I was comfortable with these people. It was fun, definitely. The food wasn’t bad–a friend and I made individual cups of cheesecake (strawberry, Oreo, and plain) for dessert and we totally kicked ass with them. And of course, there was some booze, but since having been traumatized by my last experience (I had way too much and was legitimately throwing up from night ’til early morning, even when I had nothing but water left in me) I’ve been staving off straight alcohol, or anything that isn’t really diluted. Oh man.
But it was the people who made my night. There were some fucking hilarious folks there. From marriage carrying everyone, to the “pinky trick,” to funny quotes, to kicks to the nuts, and stovetop smores, it was a fun night.
And I love the 10 hours of sleep I had afterward.
