So last year, my partner in crime and I won a trip to Vegas with our homemade "Dirty Girl Scout" costumes. My favorite bar sent us on a 3 day, 4 night stay at the City of Sin last December. Yeah, it was pretty amazing. Winning trips like that doesn't happen everyday. Well maybe it does since we planned that girl scout costume out 7 months in advance. This year, we had a harder time coming up with costume ideas. Well, after deliberation, me and 3 of my girls are going to represent Halloween as the Ghostbusters.

We didn't want to buy the fabric and make it entirely by ourselves, so we bought the adult costume to modify. I should have taken a picture with this thing on me before I cut it up because it was HUGE. I love modifying clothes, so this was a fun project. The best part was that I actually had some time to do it. Well I cut off the pants, shortened it, attached a skirt to the one-piece design, bought black fishnet stockings and boots, and adding some finishing details to make the costume a little more "feminine". The result is what you see to the right.

The rest of the girls worked on theirs separately from me. This is what we all looked like on the Friday night of my house party:
We were barely together though. I was regulating, i.e. bitchin' at people who wouldn't get off our front lawn. Front porch/lawn dwellers get loud and draw attention to the house. If no one is in front, you wouldn't know that there was a party. More fun pictures:



Me with some of the batman crew


Me and Shannon


All the roomies before the party started!


Group photo in the basement



The place was incredibly packed. I couldn't keep my pack on because it took up too much space!


Marc "Stewie" and myself


Han "Elvis" got handcuffed


A Menage A Trois, some Ghostbusters, and some Super Troopers.

Yea, the party was fun until it got out of hand. People were fighting left and right and our 3rd keg got stolen. Well, fortunately D and I don't trust people so we figured out who took it and took it back. To make matters worse, the assholes tried to break into my room when I locked it up. So I kicked them out of my house, but they wouldn't leave until I called 911. I didn't make any empty threats. I told them that if they didn't complete an action in 5 seconds, I would be speaking with the authorities. Don't mess with an Angry Asian Woman. There were more things that happened, pissing me off basically for the remainder of the weekend, but I still stand by the fact that I throw one hell of a party. I ended making money though. Not much, but it's paying for some groceries.

Things people need to remember:

• Don't mess with Angry Asian Women.
  
• Don't get two-faced and steal my fukkin keg after I thanked you for helping me. I will hunt you down.
  
• I don't trust you. I will NOT give you a benefit of a doubt.
  
• If you say you want to throw a party, you better fukkin regulate it. If you don't, don't be surprised when I chew you out.
  
• If you break into a car with witnesses and come back to the party, your ass will be beat, but you better get out of my backyard.
  
• Couples fighting in the street = cops coming.
  
• If someone steals my keg, expect me to be pissed off and expect me to get even more pissed if you live there and don't do anything about it except for "keeping the peace".
  
• Spineless people keep the peace instead for fighting for what is right.
  
• Watch the stairs, they're slippery and you may biff it.
  
• You can't reason with me or D when we are pissed so fuk off.
  
• If you want to talk about me, do it to my face. I'm not afraid to hear it and I'm not afraid to confront you. Keeping the peace isn't on my list of priorities.
  
• If I tell you that you're no longer welcomed in my home and you don't leave the premises in 5 seconds, I will be talking to cops about a trespasser.
  
• Don't yell outside my window in the middle of the night on a weekday and expect me to roll over and offer you a drink.
  
• Nothing is more agitating then passive weak women.

I swear. I get into these good lulls where I feel like giving people the benefit of a doubt is the right thing to do. Then when I fall into that complacent feeling, ish like that happens to reinforce that giving people the whole "good until proven shitty" thing gets old and opens you up for BIG DISAPPOINTMENT. Another story from the evening?

We were about to tap the first keg when the tap was broken. Four of us went out to the liquor store to exchange the tap. I walked in and held it up and said that it broken. Mind you, I was in ghostbuster form, but still sober. Well, the guy looked at me like I'm dumb girl and said, "Uhhh it's not broken. How can it be broken?" Did I stutter? Well D noticed the passive sexism and stepped forward telling them that it wouldn't seal. They gave us a hard time about it but he was adamant and got our taps exchanged. Lo and behold, the new tap worked, fukkers. Jeezes. I have a dual degree and a day job. Don't assume that because my breasts are hanging out of my costume that I am some dumb girl who is lying about a broken tap. Just give me a new tap and allow me to get properly wasted.

After this weekend, I realized that the force of me and my boyfriend together is incredibly INTENSE. We don't take shit from anyone and we definitely don't care if we're unreasonable in reaction to your stupidity. No wonder when we fight, they get really intense! I also realized that he will always stand up for me and that he and I are in this alone. I don't believe what people say anymore. If you say something, you better follow through with the appropriate actions. Simple. Don't waste my time.

Saturday night was MUCH better... this will have to be continued...

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