  The party turned out to be rather smallish, but also rather funnish. We rented movies, then watched Canadian Bacon (Micheal Moore). Then we ate. I've made that its own sentence, so I can easily start a brief paragraph about the food. When I was called last night to see if I was allergic to any foods, I said that I don't eat meat, and was told that there would be a vegetarian option. I was expecting cheese pizza. Instead, we had spaghetti (with the meatballs on the side, thanks for being so accomodating), salad (delicious, if hard to get on my fork), this sort of bread stuff with garlic (real) and tomatoes on top, which was excellent, and black forest cake. It was all amazing. After that, we watched Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, which was hilarious, though rather tastless in some spots. Thats it. Bye. 
