Tomorrow is my 36th birthday and I had the dopest of all parties last night.
It was truly wonderful.
All of my old friends came from near and far and met each other for the first time.
The boys all hung out and played Circle of Death, a card/drinking game invented by one of Mickey's buddies.
The girls all hung and talked and drank and danced and laughed for hours, with the handful of kids there coming around every so often to check in or just get a hug from one of the ladies.
There was five different kinds of beer.
I cooked chicken wings, which everyone LOVED.
The kids robbed the shit out of the candy bowl.
A new star was created in the universe the moment that every single one of my dear old friends had all arrived.
My mp3 mix was dead-the-fuck-on and the weather was sent from god.
Happy Birthday to me.
Here are some pics of da party. We kind of forgot to take pics of everyone having fun as the night progressed. We were too busy having fun.
The one in the middle is in my special VIP tent.