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Man. What a party. I only remember two things after the speeches; falling off of a bale of hay, and sitting next to the toilet. I don't remember throwing up, but Ally said she had to flush spew, and my teeth felt like I had thrown up.
I can say with fair confidance that I drank too much.
But what an awesome party it was. Totally awesome.
I'm currently in Cessnock waiting for pizza. I hope I can stomach it.
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Well, Alex will be coming up for my shindig, and bringing with him some supplies, so that's nice.
Also turns out the phone chargers that I ordered off of Ebay a couple of weeks ago have now arrived (I thought that maybe they wouldn't because the guy I bought them off is "no longer a registered user"). So bless him/her for actually sending them.
Despite not being able to take Friday off, it looks to be a nice, cruisy weekend.
MKP just found out he has been posted for Sunday, so he won't be able to attend on Saturday night. On top of this, my manager just told me that I can't take Friday off because I will need to supervise the Premier Mapping.
Yeah.
What a great weekend.
It seems that my best laid plans have, indeed, gone awry.
The plan was to arrange a weekend up at the Hunter, with a bonfire and mushrooms.
This plan originally started back when I was at Uni - Denise and I wanted to have a mushroom party in celebration of her finishing Uni.
She finished Uni a few weeks ago, and this weekend seemed the best time for it to happen.
Fortuitously, only a few months ago I found a man that claimed he could get me mushrooms.
I messaged him last week (unsure if calling him would be good if it weren't a good time for him to speak about such matters), and he said he'd see what he could do.
He has not yet responded to any more messages, and every night since Sunday (when he wouldn't be at work) I have forgotten to call him.
So it's probably a no-go.
And the bonfire is also a no-go because of the recent flooding in the Hunter.
On top of this, very few people have responded to my SMS invitation sent out on Monday. So I'm unsure how many people are coming, and many have said that they can't make it.
So, it's probably going to end up being about 5 people, freezing our arses off, huddling around the little fire chimney on my back porch, drinking.
I'll at least see if I can get something to smoke.
