2004-09-25 - 2:57 p.m.
Just when I thought I'd never have to throw another bachelor party again...
This morning my sister woke me from a gin-induced coma to tell me that as of breakfast this morning she was engaged.
Jim's bachelor party left me emotionally and monetarily drained. Lots of penises and fried chicken...it was a great time. I learned that the Tom Collins is surprisingly drinkable when you spring for the expensive gin. It messes you up quickly!
Today I'm achy and bruised and feel like shit. Jeremy's got a self-inflicted bald spot on the side of his head from an attempted mohawk. We passed the cake around communally and what's left is an ant-covered pile of disgust.
I think it was successful all-around.
Now that the stress of THAT occasion's passed, I can look forward to throwing my sister a bachelorette party in 10-11 months. It'll take me that long to clean the apartment.
But I won't have to buy more penis balloons.
