Please Brian, call the police!!

There's nothinh like a goodbye party after a hard days of work.

While we all were working hard in Bar Alto David was at home preparing nice little fingerfoods.
When i finished i ran home to help David and have a quick shower, i also planned to get rid of a lot of the function wines that i had lying around, but as people arrived there was about 10 more bottles there! What??
Glen had carried a very heavy case of poker chips all the way from home to our apartment because we wanted to have a poker night. It didn't turn out very well though as noone knew how to play poker! We all gave up after the second hand.

Angela, cheers

Daniel

Glen

David can't stop smiling

Drinks were flowing, music was playing (but not too loud)
Around 2 am David got a text from our lovely housmate Brian, who said if we're not quiet then he's going to ring the police and he also said that the neighburs had been calling and complaining (how do they have his number i wonder??)
So basically, when it's the weekend it seems like you can be as loud as you can and nt care about anyone, but as soon as we have a party then they have to ring the police and everything!! Can anyone understand why we left those bastards?
We stayed up really late chatting, drinking and listening to music anyway, even though most of the people left. We did get to see Daniel's party trick once again. (He will never star in the movie "Sleepless in Seattle").

Daniel is missing out on the fun

There could just never be a party without Daniel falling

asleep right in that spot on the couch :)

At least we did achieve what we always wanted to do, wake THEM up for once! We got some revenge. yey!
 
Angela & David