Live from the suite

Auditions for Survivor: Hoth are underway. I’m confident about my chances. But then, so is everyone else. Bitches.

Games night went well, per usual. Rogue introduced a Firefly game, and something called “Kill General Jar-Jar.” I didn’t play that one, but I did get to be Jayne. And I won! I think.

Less than 24 hours and we already have our first casualty – Hokie got hammered, turned himself inside out and is now sleeping with the porcelain gods. I think this is the first time we’ve had anyone get quite this drunk.

No one else is reenacting great fratboy exploits, but a few CJers were just doing the Macerana to the Imperial March.

Hokie, of course, will never live this down…

ETA: As I was posting this, Security brought us cake. Security! The Hyatt rocks.

2 Replies to “Live from the suite”

  1. Security brought cake? Woe! I am doing laundry. Life of the glam-star.

    WISH I WAS THERE INSTEAD OF HERE!!!

    And no, Hokie is not the first to get that drunk that I can recall.

  2. Security brought cake? Obviously the powers of CJ strike again. ; )

    Thanks for the update. Wish I was there…

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