January 3rd, 2005

disco star

Happy New Year!

I hope that all of my pretties had a splentastic new year, not to mention a safe one. :) i'm still being an antisocial jerk when it comes to lj, but i'm most certain that it's at the end of its cycle soon, and then i'll be EVERYWHEEERE for a month or two, until i disappear for a month or two again. it's the ciiiircle of el jaaaaaaay.....

for new years, it had been PLANNED that it would be only about 4 or 5 of us, 6 at most, for a laid back evening. we were planning on walking over to brosely's apartment in order to make an appearance, but other than that...

the doorbell rings. heeeeeeeeeeeeeey, it's ornotmajestic!! woot! after over 3 years of being friends, we FINALLY get to meet in person!
the doorbell rings. it's lauri and fry!
the doorbell rings. it's jadisan and derek!
the doorbell rings. it's steve!
the doorbell rings. it's dispossessed and micah!
the door opens, and it's andrea and joel coming home from the store!
the doorbell rings. it's brosely!
the doorbell rings. it's pattie and her husband!

*looks around* um....... alrightee, then. i thought it would be a party of five, not a party of five... times three.

we mingle, we drink. we all parade over to brosely's apartment, where there has to be at least another 15 people inside their little one bedroom apartment, if not more. i'm summoned for shots. i'm given jello shots. i'm summoned for shots again. i can tell my poor coworker and husband are not the most comfortable - not heavy drinkers really by any means, nor do they know anyone there other than andrea and myself, so we head back to home. aaaah, it ended up just being 4 of us for awhile (add andrea).

.... we hear a knock at the door. it's jessie, and he's moved his ENTIRE party over to OUR house!

things are spilled. i thought a fight would break out between fry and pattie's husband (fry direly insulted the Pumpkins...)... my brother made me sing in front of everyone, but i was so intoxicated by this point that i couldn't remember how to STRUM my guitar, let alone add WORDS to it. i remember daniel sitting next to me on the floor, grinning at me. every once in awhile, i would feel a tug on my sleeve and i would look down, and daniel would clambor up my arm to give me a gigantic grinning hug.

we all love daniel.

felt like ASS the next day. thank goodness those type celebrations only come around once a year or so.

we had bought TONS of hard alcohol, and were terrified that everyone would drink it all. not only did we have about half our hard stuff left the next day, but people had left us about 2 cases worth of various beer.

now there's no room in the fridge for food. meh, we didn't need to eat.