New Years Eve wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Had about 3 beers and some FIERCE Vodka before heading out to the party. Didn't want to be one of those people that show up sober. They're the worst. I was real worried about the music totally sucking (which it did), so I burned a bunch of cds before I went out, in hopes of bullying the jukebox later on in the night. This way if I lost them, I wouldn't care. I figured Sublime 40 Oz. To Freedom would be a good one to sneak in there and everyone could get down with it. I also brought along some Gogol Bordello, Bouncing Souls, Less Than Jake, Run DMC, and David Bowie (one of my friends is a big fan and good friend of the host, and I figured she could help me out with this one to get things rolling if needed)
But to my surprise the music didn't even matter, and I never even tried to put anything on because the party was actually fun. I was even caught dancing around the dining room a few times to some hip hop beats, with my leg all up in the air, and my balls in people’s faces. I'm sure there are some great pictures floating around of that. There weren't a shit ton of people there, but they were good people.
The host got a keg, a ton of liquor, and one of those ice luge things. I've never really seen one of those in action, and didn't even get around to trying it out, but it was a lot of fun watching everyone else. I think it came down to me just not wanting to put my mouth on a huge block of ice that everyone else had their crummy lips on.
The guy's wife kept hitting on every guy there, which was kind of awkward. She’s not even that hot. I remembered she used to be like that back in the day, but it's been a while since I've hung out with her. I don't think there was a single time she talked to me without her tits being pressed up against my chest. After I left with my friend, he said the same thing. I was thinking I should have just banged her in some room, and then ran out of the house. Would have burned a few bridges, but made for a better story.
The best was I finally got to play some Wii. I was doing pretty good at bowling. I fucking want one now. I don't know why I didn't just ask my mom to get me one for christmas. All the clothes and stuff combined that she got me, could have just got a Wii.
We started playing beer pong on the Wii, but I couldn't get into it. I sucked, and then I realized it was stupid and we should just be playing regular beer pong with actual beer since it was a god damn new years party. I don't think that ever happened though.
The funniest thing happened right after midnight. There were about 4 of us outside, and this real nice couple shared their champanya with us. Right afterwards I look over and my friend's cat is sitting at the top of the ice luge gagging. I start pointing at him going "he's gonna puke!" The cat glares over at me with a look of disgust, and the lets loose the most vile stream of orange vomit I've ever seen, right over the side of the luge. Luckily he didn't puke down the luge, because I probably would have died from laughter. After he puked I kept laughing at the cat, saying things like "you're a bitch! you can't hang!" The cat ran inside the house, and we all took pictures pointing at the pile of puke on the porch. It's something I won't forget anytime soon.
A little while after that my friend comes upstairs saying "Dude, you have to come down here, this chick is hooking up with everyone" I was real excited because I thought every girl there was spoken for. When I get down there the girl is gone. I kept calling my buddy a "lying bitch", but everyone else said that it happened too. Then he said "Well at least I got you away from Oompa Loompa" (this large/short woman who has been wanting to bang me for quite some time) and he did, and for the that I was grateful. Around this point the party was starting to die down. I asked everyone in the place if they had weed, and not a single person did. I had a bowl, I had money, and no one could help a brother out.
So we left that place, walked 5 blocks in the wrong direction to get to my car. Finally got to my car and drove around for about an hour trying to find another friends house. I don't know why it was so hard. We must have called them 15 different times saying "Wait, what street is it? What's the address again??" It would literally be like my friend would tell me the address - 1834, then hang up the phone and ask me "What did I say the address was, 1904?" And I would go "I think it was 1308." This happened numerous times. We were such a mess. Eventually we found the place, and I remembered, wait a minute...........I hate these people. But they were listening to Tool, and I managed to score a dime off one of the stupid cocksuckers, so it wasn't a total bust. I was out back texting people at 4 in the morning, high out of my mind, probably for a good half hour before someone came and checked on me. We left that joint at about 5:30. I was fine to drive at this point, be we decided it's probably not a good idea to have beer in the car. So we started tossing a bunch of PBR cans out onto the sidewalk. Some homeless guy probably found them and we made his year. We thought we were so godamn smart doing that, but when I got in the car this morning I realized there were still about 4 cans back there. Yeah, genius plan.
The last thing I remember is right before I dropped my friend off, he started bitching about how U2's "New Year's Day" is constantly on every year and how fucking annoying and lame it is, which I whole heartedly agree with. He goes "it's probably on the radio right now" I flip on the radio and sure enough it was playing. I was hysterical laughing, and he looked like his head was about to explode with anger. Good times.

2008 FTW!

ten words or less would be more fun

hammered at finnigans. made out w/ a virgin. awesome.

Thought I was going to be spending the night alone like a loser. Went pity shopping and spent way too much money, now I'm probably going to have to eat a $30 overdraft fee next Wednesday when my automatic car insurance payment comes out, as my first check won't direct deposit until next Thursday. Fuck.
I ended up getting invited over to hang out with Todd (my mmr boss), Rick, Rhys and Gooch (guys from the crew). Watched them play pool and get drunk, then we watched Superbad, drank a little Champagne and a lot of Jolt Energy Drink, and I finally left around 3:30, mostly because I was coughing so much and I just wanted to get into my own bed next to the humidifier.
Rock.

bought a few snack trays, and some beer i buy specifically for new years (saison dupont). wound up home alone with the wife and baby. thought some friends were supposed to come by, but none showed. apparently i got one-upped by another friend of mine who had certain 'party supplies' i was unwilling to provide or allow into my home because of the baby. slept from 8:30 till about 11. woke up and hung out with wifey till midnight. she hit the sack shortly thereafter, and I kept it going till about 4:30 playing xbox and watching random tv. still fun, and no mess to pick up.

beer, friends, taco dip

ate too much

Dinner and movie with my wife. Good times!

quiet

indian food. drinks. music. friends. cab ride. secks. pass out.

head cold, kleenex, nyquil and an "Intervention" marathon on A&E.

vodka. beer. three parties. more drinking. can't remember much else.

Same here. My wife is addicted to the show (no pun intended).

no offense homie, but it sounds like you were far too fucked to be driving and you should be grateful you found these people and not a telephone pole....

wait a second, beer pong on the wii?

Stayed at home, got drunk on champagne, played Guitar Hero drunk. Good times.

was planning on going to go out to the bars with someone that I work with, because my main drinking buddies were all supposedly busy. My main drinking buddy called at 8, while I was walking to get cigarettes, and told me that his plan changed, he was having something at his house. I went and picked up some beer, Stella Artois. Took it to his house. Dropped my car off. Walked to his house in the snow while listening to Raekwon's Only Built for Cuban Linx. Got to his house. Opened a beer, smoked a cigaretee, and played guitar for my buddy and his girlfriend. No one wanted to go anywhere due to the snow, so it was just us three. We watched the South Park movie, Kenny Versus Spenny, and The Whitest Kids U Know. Drank a shitload of beer. Called a shitload of people when New Years hit. Drank more beer and walked home. Woke up the next morning with a massive hangover and had to go to work

that's 1143 words

i had a tray of jello shots all for me

Beer, food, no sex.......more beer, nice feelings....more beer, sleep.