Toxic goon

I never thought so many people could fit into our house. Seventy people confirmed on the facebook event, meaning it can go two ways: either half doesn't show up and it's still a reasonable number or a lot more show up due to friends bringing friend etc.

We expected that half-way throught the night we would have to kick everybody out to Oxford street to continue there because the house would be too full. In the end however, I think we actually managed to host those seventy people in our living room and the corridors (it was a near impossible task to get to the kitchen though).

It was a success and I had a blast. Meeting even more new people and chatting with the ones you already knew. Lisiane and I had read that it was typically Australian to mix lemonade with goon, so we decided to try it out. We took lemonade and lime juice and with that last one we invented toxic goon. What we ended up with was as green as liquid flubber and dangerous since you onle tasted the lime juice. It was also prefered above Ana's 'apple juice' tequila. We didn't go out afterwards as everyone fit inside the house. What I also once again noticed is that in Australia people begin early, but also end early. By twelve people were leaving, not to go out, but to go to bed. Still,by the time we were chilling in the living room aftwerwards it was four at night. Cleaning was done in no time and nothing had broken (we hid all cups and other breakables). Harm did disappear halfway through the night, as he decided in his drunken mood that he was ready for bed.

The next day I had to get up to go to the revue rehearsal, which was fun but very long (two to seven). Luckily I still had my voice to audition for solos (although that does not mean that my voice has been labeled 'listenable'). When I got back I was very pleased to find everybody else already in the living room ready to eat the delicious wraps Jenny made (Swedish meatballs are promised for next time).

So in the meanwhile no traces of the party remain in the house, but the pictures we browsed through during dinner will keep reminding us of the great night.