Out with the old
Since I'm officially forbidden to enjoy a drink, the New Year's party was just almost as fun as usual. It had all the ingredients though: a rock solid meal (grouse), high school friends slightly more drunk than usual and the unsurprisingly boring but still expensive fireworks.
The first night of the new year was spent on a sofa bed, between an overtly drunk chap who claimed the entire blanket as his property and a bozo who had passed out around 1 AM but was now wide awake and had to call all his friends and sexually harrass them before falling asleep.
There's no worries about hangover for the time being, so the new year still started off fairly well. The only promise for the following 364 days is to write shorter sentences.
The first night of the new year was spent on a sofa bed, between an overtly drunk chap who claimed the entire blanket as his property and a bozo who had passed out around 1 AM but was now wide awake and had to call all his friends and sexually harrass them before falling asleep.
There's no worries about hangover for the time being, so the new year still started off fairly well. The only promise for the following 364 days is to write shorter sentences.
posted by Yngvason at 6:32 pm
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