People think my life is way more fabulous and interesting than it is (October 31, 2007)

While still laying in bed, my roommate got a call from Kata out assistant director about how our neighbors had been calling complaining about how loud our party was. I totally understand their anger, however I don’t feel too bad as Ali and I haven’t had any previous parties and rarely have company either. Our neighbors, however, seem to think other wise as they reported that we were always drunk and bring home boys. Poor Kata explained that she knew us and was pretty certain that wasn’t true. However, it works out for me because now we have a legitimate excuse for not hosting anymore parties, because frankly, the random people and the huge mess just didn’t make it worthwhile, even though we did gain a bottle of wine, a small amount of vodka, and five beers out of it.