People arrive.
Last weekend my flat had a themed party. Some people didn't turn up in "P" costumes but they pretended as if they had by saying their name was Percille, or that they're a Pakeha Person, or that they were wearing Pants.
But there were people that weren't lazy unimaginative gits, who turned up in theme, and here are some blurry photos of them.
People arrive.
DJ Ricoh Riott. Ricoh doesn't start with P but the music was good so that's ok then.
Beatnik doesn't start with P either but those are some pretty rad glasses.
Ah finally, now Pink Panther starts with P!
Peter Pan holding Tinkerbell.
He hasn't seen that creepy guy's homepage yet, tra-la-la!
A one eyed, one horned, flying purple-people eater.
A pole dancer who brought her own pole.
A Polka-dot priest was blessing people and robots. The dots got everywhere.
I went as a Partybot 1000, but that's not me in the costume. 8 people had the costume on throughout the night and, later, Partybot took the party to the streets. Some people were terrified of Partybot and screamed and ran away but that didn't distract Partybot from its' duty to party.
A fun night was had by all, expect for Partybot 1000, who sees no reason for emotion.
-- 31/5/2004
cause I put on my robot costume too early and it was awkward and too bright
ing my butt and I was 
and 
and he was 
and I was and he was 
and I was 
and I declared him my nemesis.
+ 
and I sat down and drank and then I felt pretty 
and there were people everywhere and my friends turned up but some other friends didn't 
for the first time and that was pretty 
but my nemesis opened the door and interupted us so I was all 
around to some really good 
and they didn't play 
by Britney Spears so it was 
