Today was my 18th birthday. This is the one day of the year that I don't mind if I am very selfish. My party consisted of the following things.
- Spending 110 pounds sterling of my friends money on alcohol in Tesco and getting to use a real ID for the first time ever.
- Setting up 800 watts of musical power (of which 500 watts was sub) in a very small room and listening to my friend Simon dj some IDM and other insane electronic music. He was very good considering he only had the decks for 2.5 weeks.
- I think a hotbox process occured in a mini somewhere.
- This was a geek-party with less computers but we still had big projector screen pornography for pure entertainment value and to allow asqui to mix in the word "penetration" into the music.
- Some drinking games were incorporated into the fun.
- Puking up, I believe, while sleeping and continued to sleep in my puke. The physics of puking into your own hair is simply breath-taking. Luckily my friends were sober enough to look after me.
- Writing a very abusive email to someone I know, the consequences of which should be very interesting.
- Recieved one phone call telling us to turn the music down.
- Ate some pizza.
I also noted that everyone was extra-nice to me, which was nice.
This node is the memory of what is quite possibly, the best time I have ever had. If only I could remember the rest of it.