Had a BBQ on Saturday night.
Little bit crazy.
Little bit mad.
Even the people who weren't partaking in the weed were probably stoned.
The whole 'lighting of the fire' ceremony didn't quite go to plan, as The Girl will probably enjoy blogging about.
The day after has seen me mostly wondering "did people have a good time...did they all eat enough....did they have a good time....oh my god, I didn't really speak to any of them....did they have a good time....shit, I'm such a crap host....".
Oh and why....of all the times for me to struggle with getting the BBQ fire going, did it have to happen in front of 13 of my friends.
Bollocks.
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
3 parlez:
Don't freak, I bet everyone had a fantastic time. Being the host is so stressful, hope the weed helped! lol
I second that. I bet you're a great host - entertaining if nothing else ;)
rach,
As if the weed would help!
treacle,
Well, nobody seemed to complain so it appears all went well.
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