Thousand Year Orange Juice

Man, it’s been a busy bunch of days. So much to tell so let’s start with Thursday. Thursday I worked a normal day and then headed off to Scotty’s for the Fazed Party Pre-Party Party. We hung around on Scott’s balcony while Fazers slowly trickled in and spent some time meeting people. There were Jello shots, lots of beer and tons of pizza so everyone pretty much got tanked while we waited for everyone to arrive. Once they did we all headed off to the haunted houses under the 12th street bridge for some getting scared.

The haunted houses seemed a lot less scary this year than last. Probably because people were lit and being silly, which was cool, and because we had such a large group. It was still a lot of fun but not scary. I called it a pretty early night cause I had to work in the morning and I was fighting off a nasty cold.

So Friday I ended up calling out of work cause I woke up feeling like hell. I slept for most of the day and eventually headed down to the party suite at the Fairmont to get the Fazed party really going. Friday night kicked it hard core, and kicked me down pretty hard core. I only lasted till about 12:30 before everything caught up with me and I passed out. Ended up sleeping the night away and most of the morning. I did get to meet a ton of great Fazers and caught up with some of the folks I’ve met before.

Saturday was the great scavenger hunt and it was a ton of fun. I was the team leader for Team Awesome and we had a great time. We made plenty of people, strangers and ourselves, uncomfortable and pushed all kinds of buttons. And Casie got to try on a $174,200 diamond ring. Ouch.

Soon it was time for more party suite madness and everyone slowly made their way back there. It took longer to get things rolling this time but by midnight the party was in full, full swing. We had one noise complaint during the scavenger hunt awards ceremony but aside from that the Fairmont handled us pretty well. Things wrapped up at something absurd like 6:30am. In between was inflatable light sabers, the shocker game, the great pumpkin hunt, lots of clothes sharing, bed acrobatics, early morning Panchos and me getting my head smacked into the wall. Hard.
Lots of other stuff too, but those are the bits I remember.

Sunday people started heading back to their homes and the party was over. A small group of us hit up some First Watch and said our goodbyes. I went to bed for a few hours and then spent a few hours working on a Yahoo Personals profile. It worked for some of my friends, so maybe it’ll work for me. It’s been almost a year since Kelly and I broke up and while there’s been some interests in the time since there hasn’t been anything serious. No matter how much I wish there had been. So I’ll be entering the wide, wonderful world of dating. Should be exciting, and terrifying. I’ve pretty much had a steady girlfriend my entire life, so I feel a bit unprepared for this. Maybe that’s good.

This morning I got some orange juice out of the vending machine at work and it looked kinda weird. Not so much orange, but pus colored. So I checked the expiration date before I dumped it in my belly and it said “JAN 3005”.
Thousand Year Orange Juice.

All the photos from the weekend are available at Fazed Party on Flickr. Yea, I know that I should keep my clothes on in public. I don’t know what my problem is.

One thought on “Thousand Year Orange Juice”

  1. You know, that JAN 3005 thing isn’t funny. I had a stupendously bright moment a few months ago where I picked up something that said Aug 3005. I immediately ran up to Keaton and was all “Will this really be good for 1000 years?”

    Needless to say, I still feel stupid. And I think I can still hear him laughing at me.

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