Making vague plans for a cocktail party to celebrate the infliction of myself onto hapless Wellington. Basic idea is everyone shows up with a Bottle Of Something (I guess this would have to be loosely planned so we don't get a dozen bottles of Vodka) and People Who Know Drinks can mix us all up a variety of interesting concoctions. I don't arrive in Welly until Sunday and the Saturday after that is booked, so maybe the weekend of the 15th? How does that sound?
Friday, April 30, 2010
Trains, Sheep, Cocktails
Tonight Tamsyn enters the Forbidden Territory of Palmerston (North) on a train, and I shall be there to greet her upon arrival and to help fight off the hordes of ravening farmers, drunken students and starving sheep mutants. AHAHA I JEST. Most of the sheep mutants were taken care of last year in the annual purge.
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