| Oy. New Year's Eve was quite the time. Andrew and I started drinking around 4 or 5. I had a LOT to drink, but I wasn't as drunk as I usually get. I attribute this to drinking beer instead of hard liquor. I had an awful hangover in the morning though. I threw up twice (bile) and Brian asked me if maybe I wanted "a wooden spoon to stick in the back of my throat or maybe a big jar of mayonnaise." Awesome. Sarah drank like 2/3 of a bottle of Stoli and passed out. Maro would have been proud. I sure was. I was too tired to drive home the next day so I stayed over at my Nannie's and we had a few Manhattans. Then I passed out around 10:30 while I was reading. I don't really have any superstitions about the way ringing in the new year will affect the year itself. I have had a lot of shitty new years eves, but the past two have been pretty awesome. I think I may have broken the curse. |
