Hythia

As I write this my house smells of bathroom cleaner, cheap vodka, and I hear my sister downstairs singing to 80s pop tracks. Yes, a party is in the planning for tomorrow night and I have no idea if my place will survive it.

My sister just shouted, “Oh my god! I didn’t know the words and they are dirty!” She was playing ‘SingStar 80s’ on my PS2 and singing ‘Come on Eileen’. Little did she know, the 80s were a very naughty place. I forget at times that she is enough younger then me to not really have paid that much attention to the song lyrics back then…

Anyways, my sister is throwing a party tomorrow night. It is a birthday party for one of her co-workers and I guess about dozen of their friends. They spent tonight making jello shots for the party and re-arranging furniture so their’d be more space in front of the TV to setup for ‘Rock Band’ on the 360 and dragging my PS2 downstairs to try out ‘SingStar’ as well.

Most of the jello shots were made with Everclear, and the recipe they used only had instructions up to 100 proof alcohol. Everclear being 195 proof. Lets just say they have a bit of kick to them, it is the only time I can think of jello actually burning as it went down my throat.

It is going to be an interesting party, to say the least. A dozen plus drunken people, whom I know very few of, pretending to be rock stars and trying to sing in tune or play a plastic replica of a guitar. Even if their liver’s survive the alchohol, will the self-respects survive the memories of the party…