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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.

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ex_dogmeat720
Jan. 3rd, 2005 11:27 pm (UTC)
That's the one good thing about loads of people bringing their own drinks. Unless they're real tightasses, they tend to leave a load behind. :)
aubkabob
Jul. 5th, 2005 07:12 pm (UTC)
i'm not overly used to that in these places. most house parties i've been to since moving here, only like 2 people out of 20 bring alcohol, and we (because it's usually my brother and i that bring it) are resorted to hiding the bottles so that we can actually have more than two bottles/cans each out of the $20 we spent on the things.

after hosting a mini party with practically the same people again the other night, methinks it may be fun to do stuff like that more often. i'm sure that once my brother moves in here and the other roommies move out, that it will happen a bit more often..

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