spontaneous...

My roomate and I decided to host a little party last night. Her friend wanted to get drinks, so she invited him and his fiance here in instead. At that point, we called some other friends (mainly lieutenants from school) and made a bunch of food. It was a pretty good time, albeit an odd crowd with people who don't normally hang out. We drank and laughed and talked until the girl who lives downstairs came up and demanded we quit.

Most might imagine this taking place sometime around eleven, twelve, midnight or later...no. It was around nine thirty. Yeah...lady who lives downstairs? Not so cool.