The first of many…
Well, I’ve been invited to a FOAHMs 21st birthday party tonight, which should be fun. Though I do have this very small, slight niggling feeling in the back of my neck - usually when I experience that something unexpected happens. Like my foray into the dark world of strip clubs and lapdances. Or the consumption of huge quantities of Black Sambouca on my sister’s 18th birthday. Or the nastiness that was the >30 aftershocks I had on the day before my 21st. I have a feeling that this could be a very interesting night.
If I write about the party later on, I don’t think that I’m gonna change the names - any embarrassing moments should be named and shamed in true British media fashion.
Which means photos should be on Facebook 
And whilst I’m on the topic of 21st birthday parties, I have 5 to attend/buy prezzies for this year as ALL my georgeously beautiful and benevolent housemates are coming of age this year.
Which means more frolicks of a drunken female variety.
And all the female friends.
Living with 5 girls has it’s advantages. 
October 15th, 2006 at 2:47 pm
Never before have I read such depravity. Drunken female frolics and I havent
been invited…..
THIS IS VERY WRONG!!!!!!!
Your Wicked Uncle Ernie