Feb. 17th, 2014

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So, I threw a big party this weekend, for my classmates. It was about eight people, which is seriously the biggest party I've ever been to.

It was a really good time. Cards n' games, and a LOT of drinks (Starry Nights, Caribou Lous, Hard Root Beers, &c.). By 2am, we were all just kind of crashed on the living room floor, half-ass watching Unico and the Isle of Magic. We'd already covered religion, philosophy, death, graduation fears and the future just past that, so we were at capacity for being sensible. A lot of people stayed over 'til the morning, and nobody threw up, so hooray!

It was one classmates Very First Time being drunk, and he said he was happy to have been with us when it happened. I thought that was really nice. We're both crazy about music, and one of his first "rebellious phase" discoveries that really stuck with him had been Dir en grey, so I let him at my box of old CDs. He went home with Gauze and Macabre and a few others, and I've never been happier to let those CDs go to someone who had such stars in their eyes over them.

Anyway, it was a huge deal for me to host this big old party, and I'm so happy I did. What a goddamn milestone. It seems silly, considering I'm turning 35 this year, but fuck it, we're all late to something.

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