it was a pretty good party, except for the 4 minutes before 12:00 2005. those i tried real hard to wreck for whatever reason. kira, the indomitable chef, the tiniest person at the party & nino, the bleeder, formerly the jersey devil also came along. kira & jenny used to live together- for quite a while actually. i'm the breaker of their solidarity, it turns out, but while i'm off playing dnd on sundays, those girls usually get together & gab. nino & me were maybe equal to each other at some point, in the saga of jenny & kira's romantic life? we were the on again off agains? but thats not really the case anymore, not since the whole prauge debacle. or since the inclusion of us as the permanent boyfriends. so there was a whole five-spot of us hi-jacking the party, playing charades, drinking champagne, pulling off heists, you know. apparently sarah was going to escape with us at the end of the party, but judging by the fact that she's not asleep on our futon, you can tell her boyfriend made it up to her. kira & nino & jenny & i shared a cab ride home, & then jenny & i had some sex. waking up in bed with her naked body is basically great. she's a million kinds of smooth & soft. she is a hull without barnacles, the serpent without scales.
& fuck, on the train ride there? was the guy who looked most like a monkey ever. he was fucking disgusting, with his swinging fatty arms & his giant fucking hands. & he sat there swinging on the hand-rails, like fucking koko, fucking fifi. he was so incredibly like a monkey, i can't even explain. his other friends were apparently busted & terrible too, according to jenny, but i couldn't look away from the missing link. the red haired girl i thought was okay, but apparently if you actually looked at her instead of having her in your peripheral vision, she was a mess too. broke down. they looked like they were french or something! they had a eurotrash kind of dirty about them. but i am pretty sure that kid was from africa, since he was just a shaved gorilla.
