amateur night

date: Dec 31

drink: captain & diet

what: new years eve at the gale

its a good thing i have a boyfriend... see, i originally had new years plans with friends. we didnt know what, but we knew who.
then j came along and he also had a group of friends that he had plans with, but didnt know what either.
so we decided that, if it worked, we'd combine forces and make one big happy family out of the whole thing.

enter deflectors. some on my side, some on his...

thankfully, the group we ended up with was awesome - even if it did include J's last 'conquest'... which was potentially uncomfortable but i'm nothing if not a consummate adult in those situations (aw hell - i almost managed to write that with a straight face... more like consummate avoider...) particularly when *I'm* the one kissing the guy at midnight...

and while i was supposed to make it downtown for kareoke killed the kat, i instead passed out, kneehigh boots on and contacts in, somewhere around 230 in the morning...

i'm fairly certain that passing out in boots indicates that you had such a rockin' good time that you just didnt want it to end. that, or that captain and diet makes you so beligerant that no one can tell you what to do, even if its for your own good...