Party, Party, Party

This weekend my dearest boy-pal Lucas is becoming an antique. Yup, 25 years old. My other friend Nathan (who has been an antique for YEARS) is also celebrating. What does this mean? Party at Dave's, of course. :)

Thankfully, I still have about 200 gallons of liquor left over from New Year's Eve, and the brie is probably still good, too (gag). I think, though, that I'm going to leave all the evenings preparations to others and sit back and enjoy it. I've been so damn busy entertaining others lately that I haven't had time to entertain myself. Well, at least not in public...