nemo threw a send-off party for dear dr.ed last saturday. he is going to the Big Apple to fulfill his one great American dream: be a Physical Therapist. all the Nocturnal peeps were there to cheer him on in this great endeavor, including headmistress Java. the only one missing was The Supermodel who sent us a text message saying she's caught on a very important photoshoot. even the Brat was there. rumor has it that she abandoned her own barbecue gig. well, we all share the opinin that the barbeuce wasn't that roastin'. i brought my boyfriend DK with me thinking that he would be a huge help if ever yours truly gets too much to drink. well, he could've been a huge help if he didn't get drunk first.
everybody digged sir ceasar's 'pantyliner' drink, a mixture of rhum and crushed ice. don't ask who joined DK in his merry stupor. they're too many to name. ask who didn't.
i couldn't even begin to imagine how i was able to bring him home and to his senses. much thanks goes to Xbox and her boyfriend and fellow gamer The Friar. they provided transportation for me and my dead-drunk beau.
i wasn't really pissed with DK. i just thought he'd be able to handle his drink like he always told me. i guess, there really is a first time for eveything.
anyway, he wasn't the only one drunk. most of the people there was. everybody really had a blast! and we enjoyed putting dr.ed on the spotlight by asking him to give us a farewell speech. he was sooooo drunk he couldn't put a single coherent sentence together. hahahahahaha...
i'm going to miss him...
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