6th Floor Anniversary

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Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: 6^th Floor Anniversary

Our second anniversary party went off much better than the first. We came up with a couple of exciting drink recipes that were better than a Desert Island, Sara make a chocolate, caramel, peanut butter, banana cake that was delicious. I forgot to take a picture of it, but we got the recipe from the cupcakeblog, which has pictures. There were residual effects of the party that lasted into Sunday, but that's a separate post. Oddly enough, Frank's brother John made his second visit this weekend, again being able to catch our party. My boyfriend Mark was here ,as was Billy's girlfriend Janine. Amy and Sue attended, our former neighbors who have moved out, as did other building tenants Henry, Mike, and Brett. There were a couple of other people, and friends of friends, all in all making our apartment pretty packed.

Mike: “Hey guys! I brought some Coronas, I remember you had a beer shortage last year.”

“Thanks Mike, this year should be better. Scott, put this by the rest of the drinks.”

Scott puts the case of beer under the small table we have pushed into the corner with drinks and mixers and an ice bucket, grabs a beer, and retreats to the corner where Brett, John and Frank were standing, drinks in hand. “What are you guys talking about?”

“The new Grand Theft Auto game.”

Brett: “It's going to be awesome, I've been looking at all of the screen shots and videos online.”

John: “They have a shot of the rundown world's fair. I know they have a sports team called the swingers, and I think the stadium must be located at Shea.”

“The logo is a clear parody of the Yankees logo though.”

“Having some of the south Bronx in the game seems right on GTA's style.”

Brett: “That's true. Only about a month or so to go and we'll find out for sure. I can't wait.”

“You got an HDTV? That game will look awesome on my screen.” Frank gestures to the LCD tv on the wall.”

Brett: “Very nice. No, I'm looking to get one for the release of the game though.”

“Doesn't hurt for sports either.”

Across the room...

“So it looks like Janine and Mark are getting along. What are they talking about anyway?”

“Economic theory or something. I hope Mark's more interesting otherwise, but that conversation was boring me to death. Janine started in on supply and demand and I just immediately zoned out.”

“Economics was not my strong class in college. Should we go interrupt?”

“Yes, but let's bring them something to drink. Most people don't discuss complex formulae or have intricate discussions when they're drunk.”

Meanwhile, Sara is having a conversation with a woman named Jessie, and Tabitha, who looks bored.

“I always walk down Broadway if I have the opportunity. Since it's slanted it actually makes the trip a little shorter than walking down a different avenue. Of course, this only works if you're going downtown and east or uptown and west.”

Jessie: “That's very intriguing Sara, but don't you get bored of always walking down the same street? I like the excitement of seeing different storefronts and restaurants.”

“Well that's true. There is some merit to that train of thought, but it depends where I'm headed and if I'm in a hurry. Especially around here where I've pretty much walked down the avenues as much as Broadway, so that excitement isn't quite there.”

“Need another beer Sara?”

Sara peers into her beer bottle. “Yeah, just about.”

“I got it. I'm out anyway.”

Tabitha walks over to the beer table, and runs into Frank getting a refill.

“Sara's on one of her drunken rants. It was all I could do not to eat my beer bottle to distract myself. Please bring her this beer?”

“And get sucked in myself? No thanks. Mike!”

Mike walks over. Mike: “What's up?”

“Could you bring this beer over to Sara?”

Mike: “Umm..sure. I guess that's not too taxing.”

“Crisis averted. Thanks Frank.”

“You are welcome. It comes at a cost though. I can't recall how many beers I was getting.”

“It's beer, I'm sure if you get too many someone will drink it.”

“Orr...I could abandon them completely and let them fend for themselves. I think I'll go tell Janine scary Billy stories.”

“Desert Island anyone?” Ann asks, carrying around a plate.

“Are those jello shots?”

“Yup! They're good, I've already tried them.”

Ann circles the room, handing out jello shots.

“Yum! These are much better than the drinks you made us last year! Good job.”

“This is definitely the best jello shot I've tasted in my entire life.”

Janine: “Definitely. These are excellent!”

“Mark? Could you get the other tray of jello shots out of the fridge?”

Ann turns around to see Mark already eating jello shots off the tray in the fridge.

“Couldn't wait huh?”

Mark: “What can I say? You make terrific jello shots, brings me back to my college days.”

“You graduated last year.”

Mark: “I know. That's still back isn't it?”

“I'll tell you what's back! Hamburger buns!” Scott slurs, as he jumps over the back of the couch to the kitchen.

Mark: “What?”

“I was just thinking about how nice it would be to have a hamburger right about now. Harkens back to the good 'ole days of last summer when we used to barbecue.”

Mark: “Are you mocking me?”

“He's not mocking you, he's just Scott. You're lucky Billy's distracted or he'd be making comments too. They feed off each other.” Ann says, gesturing to Billy who's kissing Janine in the corner.

“Let's see, do you think I should go to bed now? I figure that leaves me with five hours of sleep, and 90 minutes to fight the hangover and get out of the apartment to go get Super Smash Brothers.”

“Or you could simply enjoy yourself, and get up when you get up.”

“No, I have to get the game.”

“Suit yourself. But I'm going to laugh at you when you're miserable tomorrow.”

“May she who is sober cast the first stone.”

“She's right Tab, you're horrible with hangovers.”

However, Sara was right. It was getting late and people had started to leave. Mark had to work on Sunday and was returning home, Billy and Janine had retired for the night. As people started to leave Sara turned in early and Frank fell asleep on the couch. Scott was pacing around so me and Tabitha convinced him to pick up empty bottles and cups while he was walking around. We did a preliminary clean up of the area, looking for things that might stain or should be returned to the fridge. By the time we finished, (and finished another beer), the last stragglers had left and we headed for the sheets ourselves, confident that this party was a hell of a lot better than last year's.