Can an 80's Themed Masquerade Party Go Too Far?

I Think Perhaps So...

Though until recently you would have been hard pressed to convince me that tacky could be taken to a limit that challenged the limits of the human mind, I am now a believer. While the evening was

amazing and I have found a new appreciation for all things Halloween, I have also gained a new appreciation for the term “burning the candle at both ends”… not to mention. I managed to secure my fair share of show stopping dancing I also spent my evening making sure that people didn’t pass out on the sofa with their face in a plastic bag they found to vomit in.

Needless to say I partied like it was 1999. (Obscure song reference any one? Any one? Bueler? No… okay…) Once all our little goslings were tucked away and cleaned up however I remembered that my Maritime Studies Paper was due… the next morning… as was my Oceanography test… and Nautical Science Packet. So at long last I have finally reached the equilibrium between colligate scholar and wild Salsa god. Yes, I know. It’s hard to handle. Be still your beating hearts.

It should be mentioned that on the preceding morning I played doctor and my supply of Asprine and Orange Juice is now suverly depleated.