Ben Evans - Anomyst - World of Sound

Mar. 21, 2006

The 21st Party that was....well.....interesting.

As im sure sezz can vouch for, everyone at our little bash on saturday night was very very intoxicated.

Everything kicked off nicely, waking up at 9am after being smashed as a tard at eurotrash bar in the city friday night was rather difficult but manageable.

after the quick dropping off of the chicken sandwedges (Thanks Mum!!) i was well and truly back into bed to nurse the hangover from hell (Thanks Absynthe!!)

Its now 2pm, head has cleared up and im feeling much much better, okay, look over at the phone and my girlfriends mum wants to come over and set up some ballons and decorations for the party at 3pm. which is fine cause that give me an hour to do a quick clean up and get ready.

balloons and candles and photo's and other cool party stuff is all set up now. wicked. time to get back on the booze again.

So im getting these kick ass chicken skewers marinated in 3 types of flavour, we whipped up a killer tandoor sauce and a "Ben's Special Blend Super Duper Secret Mix" and a lemon and Garlic one.

so far im about 3 beers in and loving it.

Cruse off to Dan Murphy's and pick up a slab of extra dry, bottle of tequila and some champagne!

sweet we are now set.

people start rocking up and its wicked, pretty cruisy and nice. getting pretty hammered pretty quickly tho!

Speeches, never do a speech when your sideways. never ever! cause it never works.... isnt that right sarah!! (funny as all hell babe!!)

best part about the speeches is that a mate (who will remain nameless) wrote himself off on a bottle of Vodka took a bit of a tumble. missed the BBQ and took out all the platters. mind you this was tumble one of many through the course of the night..

at this stage everyone is smashed and eagerly waiting for the parents to leave. for obvious reasons.

but before they leave several mates are giving the parents 'the life story' and brought to air some things that i wish they hadnt. like the fact that i slep on a couch for a year or so.

But the icing on the cake was when (The nameless mate) made a grand exit from the downstairs bathroom, fell out of the doorway, smashed into the fan and bashed his head on the couch that my girlfriends parents were sitting on.

The parents then decided to leave... thankfully with smiles on thier faces yet not very impressed.

I wont really go into much detail about the happenings from this point forward but we need to get the carpet people in and the plasterer and a few other fixit people.

The house got trashed! completly trashed.

Never having a party at home again.

photo's tomorrow.