Party success. 89% invite to turnout ratio and 9 guests still on the floor this morning. I consider that a good success rate. I am really fucking cranky this morning. I don't know why, well I do but I don't know how to vocalize it right yet. I don't want to bitch and whine this early in the morning. I haven't had sex in a few days and I am frustrated with things. It's too much to go into right now. Worked in the morning and then cleaned house in anticipation of people coming over. I rearranged some furniture to make room for people. That was probably the most productive thing I did. Around 7 people started coming over. 14 hours later they are still here.
Fuck. I don't feel like writing right now. I don't feel like doing anything except telling everyone to get the fuck out, go away, and leave me alone. I want to be alone right now. I want there to be no noise, no people, no mess in my kitchen. I want to scream very loudly. I needed the energy which is why I had the party in the first place but now my reserves are full. Go away. I want to go away. I want to run. Fuck.
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