Brian's first Undie party

Last night was the final Urge party of the silly season- an underwear party, of course. Brian's first, and he seemed rather happy. More so after a couple of strong drinks, to the point where he was almost being a filthy whore.

I was pure and innocent all night long. Except for the incident with the lost and found again ice cube, that might be counted as slightly whorish. Anyway, I had my hands full with working behind the bar- about an hour in the Eftpos machine decided it wasn't going to speak to its handset any more. Panic ensued. Paul called the Eftpos emergency line, and after 10 minutes of them confirming his details and getting an order number and such they said they'd have a service tech out tomorrow. Or possibly Tuesday.

I fixed it with duct tape. I'll fix it with solder and wires tomorrow.

OMG dog malfunction!

This made me just about pee.

I can't stop watching it.