my birthday

I've had the best birthdayparty of my life. Basically I invited everybody I know regardless of which social circles they hang with and just watched them all mingle. Truth be told I hadn't thought that many people would show up, we filled the livingroom, hallway and bedrooms, but that just made it even nicer. And I got pressies! Happy now!

The apartment looked like shit when the party was over, as it should, and I have yet to wash the cigarette-butts out of the refrigerator. That surprices me though. I can understand that people would throw cigarettes on the floor, the tables, the couches and even in bookshelves, but to actually open up a refrigerator to get rid of a burning cigarette-butt instead of just dropping it on the floor? that speaks of a logic that defies my mere earth-logic. I was also surpriced of how many people I actually didn't know who still wanted to come to my party. :) It seemed like it would never end because nomatter how many people got tired and left, new people were waiting to come. I ended up going to bed at 6, leaving a party in my livingroom. Aparently it ended at approximately 7, when the subway started running.