So last nite was fun, I bet someone, either me or Soffy must have mentioned that Benita's b-day party went down last nite.That's not all that went down.....but more on that later.

We started at about 5, sitting on our miniscule porch overlooking buildings and a patch of mountain. Heck, we even took a picture of Wian's fire (cave men.....grrr). We agreed that tonight was not going to be small in terms of liquid consumption, so we would toss a slice of lemon in our glass when we fetch the next drink, to keep record of how many drinks. Ingenious plan. Anyway, so by 6:30, I had 2 slices in my empty glass, and Soffy a shameful one, instead biding her time with numerous cigarettes, thus creating the illusion that she was busy. Smokers are *sneaky*.

Everyone arrived eventually, and by that time, everyone was very relaxed, perfect party vibe. The flat looked really cool, everywhere (empty) beer bottles and wine bottles with candles stuck in them to create some ambience. We took loads and loads of shite photos, and played drinking games, including one where you need to stick a card on your head.

Anyway, so midway into one of these ventures, I need the loo. Benita, thinking I was going to my room, tries to stop me by pulling on my jeans. Bad idea.
It took me at least 3 seconds to realise that Im standing in front of 9 people in my knickers and that I eventually have to do something to remedy the situation. (DAMN that delayed response!!!)
Luckily no one seemed to notice, but still. I mean.
And later Soffy has the audacity to say "Damn! I missed it !" That's flatmate love for you.
The night was great fun and I'll probably have some kind of picture on here tonight or tomorrow.