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I'm sleepy! I suppose that I didn't get enough sleep after my Birthday (observed) Party yesterday... 9 hours is not enough after I tucker myself out dancing. It's not every year that I throw myself a big party and have a my favorite local band play.
Last night was really great, in the way that only throwing a party for yourself can be great. Wait. That didn't sound right. Let me explain:
I don't know about y'all, but sometimes I feel as if my life is so magically varied that I can never have a whole lot of the people I like in the same room at the same time. I have my NYC friends, my Seattle friends, my hometown friends, family friends, other groups of unrecognizable friends... and in every large section of friends, there are all of these sub-sections. Friends from work. Friends from hobbies. Client friends (who are different from work friends in my case). Friends from that bar that closed where all of these friends used to hang out together. Lots of friends, many of whom don't know each other. Because I have a really *truly* social job, which is social in a way that I really can't imagine most other jobs being, my husband doesn't even know a lot of my friends... some of whom I spend hours with every month.
SO... throwing a party is awesome, because you'll have all of these people from all these different aspects of your life who gather together and (if a party thrower is lucky) actually meet each other. That's what's really great. Favorite people. In the same room. Dancing.
Unfortunately, there were also several party crashers. Most of them were asked to leave by friends, and disappeared. Some were asked to leave and would not leave right away. The ones who would not leave appear to have absconded with the bag of a really good friend who traveled all the way here from Boston and has her ID in that bag. Needless to say, this put a damper on the end of the evening for all of us. I am pissed about it! The two people we suspect were obviously wasted, and not just on alcohol. They so disgusted me that I ignored them, and I wish I had thrown a fit about having people I didn't know at my party. This is my mistake and it sucks that I won't be able to make this mistake again. There were 2 other party crashers at the gig who were awesome, who gave me a cd and danced the night away... any good party would welcome crashers like this. But, now, when any of us throws a party in that space again, I'm afraid that we will have to heavily monitor those who weren't directly invited. Bah.
Last night was really great, in the way that only throwing a party for yourself can be great. Wait. That didn't sound right. Let me explain:
I don't know about y'all, but sometimes I feel as if my life is so magically varied that I can never have a whole lot of the people I like in the same room at the same time. I have my NYC friends, my Seattle friends, my hometown friends, family friends, other groups of unrecognizable friends... and in every large section of friends, there are all of these sub-sections. Friends from work. Friends from hobbies. Client friends (who are different from work friends in my case). Friends from that bar that closed where all of these friends used to hang out together. Lots of friends, many of whom don't know each other. Because I have a really *truly* social job, which is social in a way that I really can't imagine most other jobs being, my husband doesn't even know a lot of my friends... some of whom I spend hours with every month.
SO... throwing a party is awesome, because you'll have all of these people from all these different aspects of your life who gather together and (if a party thrower is lucky) actually meet each other. That's what's really great. Favorite people. In the same room. Dancing.
Unfortunately, there were also several party crashers. Most of them were asked to leave by friends, and disappeared. Some were asked to leave and would not leave right away. The ones who would not leave appear to have absconded with the bag of a really good friend who traveled all the way here from Boston and has her ID in that bag. Needless to say, this put a damper on the end of the evening for all of us. I am pissed about it! The two people we suspect were obviously wasted, and not just on alcohol. They so disgusted me that I ignored them, and I wish I had thrown a fit about having people I didn't know at my party. This is my mistake and it sucks that I won't be able to make this mistake again. There were 2 other party crashers at the gig who were awesome, who gave me a cd and danced the night away... any good party would welcome crashers like this. But, now, when any of us throws a party in that space again, I'm afraid that we will have to heavily monitor those who weren't directly invited. Bah.
