Amin Payne's 28th

Caulfield south house party with Friday night jwow regulars. Out of my. Comfort zone and feeling vulnerable without an entourage. Vman wasn't going to let me go because he didn't know the people at the party, and I was planning to crash there. But my sooking power proved successful. I meet up with my blasian friend Rasheeda at mebz's African resto on Brunswick street. Here we drank exotic white wine and did a shot of this wonderful mixture of African baileys and bacardi 151 rum. Surprisingly pleasant. Rasheeda is the bubbly lovable type. We got along perfect. I expressed my concern that I wouldn't know anyone at the party and she promised to never leave my side. She even said she would hold my hair back if I needed to vomit. Nice. By the time we got to amins house I was already TIPSAY. The vibe was ecstatic. Cool friendly people everywhere, including the guy I did an Apple juice shot with at jwow the previous night. "I'm sorry, but were we just pashing just then?" "Um no.. ur tripping out!" It was pretty much a cock fest but I had no reason to feel intimidated or out numbered. I was pretty much dancing all night, in fact I was one of 3 of the last on the dance floor. I danced so much I gave my abs a work out. They had a pretty good "club" atmosphere. They were mixing good jwow music and it was good. When the Biggie songs came on, that's when I went off. Juicy came on, people of Club Payne threw arms around their neighbours shoulder (that's how I lost my left earring) and raped the lyrics about making it big. I maybe small but Yeh I know all of it. The room was pumping. It was musical euphoria. I wasn't drinking a lot and for most of the night I was sipping on water. I've tried to cut back on alcohol due to my series of Sloe Gin vomit in the jwow disabled toilets 3 weeks ago. Traumatised. Sloe gin is not always Sloe good. I'm starting to learn that I don't have to drink a lot to have fun. Maybe just tipsy to start things of.:) After rasheeda passed out on the couch I hung with Aaron Kast Moldrich and Tycoon Thug. Tycoon Thug was eventually off his face by the end of the night, laughing in such creepy ways never known to my kind if reality. He was talking and mumbling crazy sayings. I left the room for a moment to come back and find him squirming under the coffee table w the shelf n books resting on his back. Amin and friend where holding the liquid spillables incase something were to tip and stain. He was asking like the insane homeless people you sit 1 carriage away on the train. Although it was funny to watch, I was concerned for the state of his brain. It was a pretty good party..mAybe one of two of the best house parties I've been too. I appreciated Ty, amin, rasheeda, and Aaron for making me feel welcomed. I just wish though that Helen had come.