Monday, July 21, 2008

The Girl Who Wanted a BBQ But Had a Rager

Daphne was in town with her roommate Lori for the long weekend of July 4th. They arrived Friday morning at 7:30am and the weekend got off to a quick start. I had been planning on having a big party for the 4th, but I wasn't quite prepared for the melee that ensued. At 9am, I went for a quick run while Daphne and Lori grabbed some coffee and we were going to go to breakfast down the street. I had just hopped out of the shower when we heard a knock on the door.

I opened the door and found Insecure Boy standing on my front porch with two kegs and a friend of his.

No joke.

The party wasn't supposed to start until after lunch and it was not supposed to be a kegger.

So, Insecure Boy and his friend came in, put the kegs on the porch and tapped them before 10am. Yes, 10am. Daphne, Lori and I went to grab breakfast to go and then headed back home to my party. My party that unexpectedly started at 10am. We got back, made ourselves some cosmos and decided to join in on the fun.

By 1pm, Kim had arrived with one of her friends in town from Boston and so had Ali, another girl from my high school that lives in the area. There were about 15 people there at this point.

Next thing you know, we're playing flippy cup with the neighbors and getting crazy.

Hours later there is red, white and blue frosting all over the carpet and a hundred people in my home. Faux Beau was out of town and Chad was drunk and in his room. People were barfing off the balcony, showering in my shower, smoking weed on the roof, the kegs were dry and I could see strangers walk straight off of the street and into the bathroom line.

Thirteen hours after the party started, after a girl tried to kick me out of my own party, I decided it was time to get everyone out and say goodnight.

Kim and her friend passed out on the couch, the former roommate and Lisa slept on the blowup mattress, Daphne was sleeping in my bed and an unidentified male was sleeping in Jim's bed.

Definitely a success.

**afterword** When Insecure Boy was leaving (after I said he could stay but his weird friends had to go), he said, "I spent $200 on those kegs and you're kicking me out...you know, I contributed to this party and I should be able to have my friends here." ...ASSHOLE.
In the morning, Lori said, "Who came back in the middle of the night? I heard a girl and a guy talking in the middle of the night. They were sitting on the fireplace."
After speaking with the now identified person who had passed out on Jim's bed...it was INSECURE BOY and a girl. Insecure Boy had climbed onto my porch (on the second floor) and broken in through the door and then brought a girl into my house.

I think this means I can no longer be friends with him. I mean, really? Really?

4 comments:

The Maiden Metallurgist said...

Oh no. No no no no no. What a dillweed. And some girl tried to kick you out of your own party? No!

TSTuesday said...

Wait just a sec, you didn't tell me about the girl who tried to kick you out of your own party! Who is this chick?

So@24 said...

Stay clASSy, Insecure Boy

The Charming Hedonist said...

That officially makes Insecure Boy a douche. And really, do you want to be friends with a douche? I don't think so.

And really, trying to kick you out of your own party? Wow.