If You Belonged Here

Pandora Gets Down With Different Crowds

“Pandora, are you really getting drunk with people ten years older than us?”

Why yes I am.

My name is Pandora and I like to party.

I also want to say that The Dol throws a killer soiree.  
Awesome food.  
Awesome beverages.  
Awesome music.  
Awesome people.
It was just a night full of awesomeness.  

To those of you that missed it, you missed the party of the year.  The champagne was magical.  It some how convinced me to love Sean Kingston.  The Dol has the best and most perfect party house ever.  All I can say is that she and Baby Doc better watch our for Baby Dol in fifteen years.  And, all I say to that is that Baby Dol better invite me.  Also, shout out to Polly who taught me the proper way to take shots of Patron.  You are the older sister that I never had.  

Lick it, Slam it, Suck it.

As a full time college student, I go to quite a handful of parties and do quite a bit of socializing.  Having now partied with two very different generations, I’ve come to some conclusions:

Party with people who have well paying jobs: get expensive booze.
Party with kids who live off Top Ramen: get 40s, Nattie, and cheap vodka.

There is no drama with successful and talented women who are confident in their own skin even if they are a bit intoxicated.  
Tipsy, skinny, little b*tches with orange skin and white hair cause drama the moment they walk through the door.

If you smell puke walking into the door of a party in college, it's a sure sign that it's going to be a fun night.  The only rank thing I expected to smell in The Dol's were her lovely beastly creatures.  Anything else would have raised concerns.    

Normally if I party with kids my age, the night ends with me passed out on the couch or chatting up a storm with a cute boy.  Never are there random strangers discussing my lack of a sex life and need for birth control.  (Polly, I’m holding you to that breast reduction surgery promise.  “I Don’t Recall” is not the winning answer.  I have witnesses)

Party with people my age, the night is still young at 2 am.
Party with people ten years older, find yourself  alone sitting on the kitchen floor eating dip at 1 am for everyone has gone to bed.

The Dol catered fabulous hor devours with the help of her friends.  I don't think I've ever even seen a bag of chips at a college party.    

At college parties it’s considered normal if you don’t remember half of the night and find random  people sleeping on your couches.  I think with the older crowd, there's a certain age where blacking out is unacceptable.      

Usually, I’m cleaning up red cups the next morning, not feathers of every color.

The older crowd happily recycles their bottles for the mere satisfaction of helping the earth.  We, as poor college students, scrounge for cans and cash them in for, what else, more beer.  Beer > Mother Earth.  

I love my parties and my socializing, but please don’t stereotype me as a wild college student.  Normally, I’m a girl who’s down to just chill at home with her roommates and some close friends.  But, every once in a while, a girl just needs to get her drink on and if you need to find me, I’ll be the one carrying around the bottle of wine.  

I just happen to love people.  Hell, I go to parties sober and DD just so I can be around people and watch them make fools out of themselves.  

I'm very good at convincing drunk boys to do things.  However, I only use my powers for good.  I make them put out their cigarettes and get me things for me like alcohol (unopened of course) and water.  College has made me realize that it's nice being a cute girl.  I'm not being cocky, I really know that I'm cute.  That's how confident I am.  Being cute means that you don't pay.

So, party like a rock star, whatever your age may be.
I truly aspire to be like Polly and her friends one day.

Also, I hope someone caught the Hot Rod reference at the beginning of the post.
I also hope that The Dol’s stepmom isn’t an avid Polly Poppins follower.  I don’t need her worrying anymore then she already does about me.....

Reinvention

Not retirement.

I'm not retiring, people.

You'll still be hearing from me about as much as you ever do, which is both entirely too much and not nearly enough.

So much of life is like that.

But here's the plan. As you all don't know, but some of you do, "Tom Sawyer" is one of my all-time favorite books (shout out to Diosa for getting me a bound edition of Mark Twain for graduation). Anyway, this blog, which has been mine to whitewash for these few years, needs a fresh coat of paint. And so, I've found some people to do the work for me. Or at least some of it.

I'm still new to the whole shirking thing.

Whatever.

Some of you may have noticed that there's a new category: The Usual Suspects. Well, the plan is that those people, plus a few more, will commit to regular postings (maybe monthly, maybe more), and add some color to the fence.

This metaphor is hurting, but you know how I like to take a metaphor too far. I'm sorry, people. It's what I do.

Right now the list of expected regular contributors is:

Alice
Bookgirl
Diosa
The Dol
The Model
Pandora

...and of course, me, Polly.

I would also like to see posts from the following:

The Aunt
Kit
The Lloyd
Mr. Poppins
White Rabbit

And maybe even from:
Bitsy Parker
Cactus Juice
Equipoise
Razzler
You

....you get the idea.

In the short run, I expect the fence will get painted. I just don't know what it will look like when it's finished. Except that there will be a lot more pictures. At least one per post.

Starting next post. Or maybe the one after that.

Shake Down

This is the deal. This blog has gotten too heavy for me. You know how I hate untidy and unwieldy and unrelevant.

I know, I know. There's no-such word as unrelevant. But I was on a roll, people, and I needed that word to round things out. Because I, like Fox News, like things that are fair and balanced even if they are, ahem, unfair and unbalanced. Even if I have to make them up.

Whatever.

Anyway, I was just about to press delete on a bunch of posts when I thought, hey, maybe I'd better ask around. Not that you've been particularly responsive lately, people. But the weather is getting cooler and maybe you've got some free time.

So, I'm asking:

Are there any posts that you particularly liked. Don't worry about specific titles, just a general description will do. If there's something you would like to see stay up for posterity, or future generations, let me know.

Of course, Lonely Non-Girl can't go anywhere, and Darth Dateable has to stay. The post How to Unclog Your Toilet still gets daily play so I can't get rid of that. But I'm trying to get this thing whittled down here to make room for reinvention.

Help me out.