When In Rome, Do As Romans Do (9.04) (Previously UnAired)

Date of Production: 11.08.2008
Theme Song: "Get The Party Started" - P!nk

RiNG-RiNG! RiNG-RiNG!
(or rather, the muzak version of "Love Me Do" by The Beatles,
since normal cell phone rings are LAME)
Hello? "Hi Grandpa, I hope I didn't interrupt your game of Cribbage." Haha, no problem, what's up? "Any chance you're going to the Roman Banquet tonight at The Attic? I don't wanna go alone." Let me think about it... SURE, I could use the fresh air!

When I ask Kat if this is a dress-casual or black-tie event she responds, "I remember there being a huge toga party last year, and I think this was it. I'm not sure." Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Toga
TOGA

TOGA

TOGAAA!!!

But then I remember, it's frickin' November! Do the math: Bedsheet + Breeze = BRRRR. And Kat isn't even 100% sure that this is an actual toga party. Deciding to play it safe, I rummage through my closet until I find something that screams "ROMAN." And there it is: my brown leather gladiator costume. It's times like this when I love how all my sexy Halloween costumes have tons of replay value... in the streets and in the sheets, if you know what I'm sayin'. ;-) Besides, if I'm gonna spend XX dollars on an outfit, then you'd best believe I'll be wearing it more than once a year!

In my button-covered ensemble, I jingle-jingle-jangle my way to Apple Hall. I page Kat, she immediately comes to the door, and SURPRISE-SURPRISE, she's playing it safe in a black cardigan and skirt combo. I turn to her and unzip my coat just enough to reveal my pecs. Yes, my friend, this is gonna be a fun night.

As I kinda expected, we arrive at the Attic and once again, I'm the ONLY ONE in costume. *sigh* You know what, FUCK IT. I look good, I feel good, and I'm gonna have fun tonight if it kills me! It turns out, before I arrived, the party's quite a Snooze Fest: Nobody's dancing, the iPod's on the fritz, and everyone's just sitting on their asses, gorging on Roman Inn pizza. But when I walk in, they're all "OOOH! I want a picture with the gladiator!" LOL, and I am more than happy to oblige. I complain to Michelle about the music and she finally remedies the situation by getting Hanna to fix the iPod.


Kat and I dance the night away with our friends (and Kyle too) and have a good laugh about the whole situation. It's a much needed night out for me; otherwise, I would've spent the entire evening at my own private pity party per usual, wondering why I'm still single. XP