Let me get into detail - without sounding too much like Pete Doherty - how my New Years progressed.
NEW YEARS EVE...
Quiet BBQ at a friends place - which resulted in me watching everyone else get drunk, almost hitting an uninvited guy slash loser for being a disgusting pervert. He was trying to get his hands along and around places on my female friends body that she simply would not have allowed if she could actually see properly.
Then I had an inner-battle with my digital camera, which I had just been given by the parents. Turns out Lithium batteries dont die within 3 minutes when put in these high-tech machines, so there you go.
Quickly visited the folks at the party they were getting drunk at, had my mother so pissed she wished me a happy birthday (!!!), followed by my late-30-something year old Aunty - in quite the pissed fashion - put "My Humps" on the stereo so she could show us her Fergie impersonation.
It was breathtaking, I am quite certain I have never laughed so hard in my entire life.
Bed called at 2:30am - but of course because it was about 600 degrees that night, I couldn't get to sleep and decided to begin my substance abuse a little earlier than expected. Two sleeping pills later and the heat managed to win once again - the last time I saw the clock it was 6am.
NEW YEARS DAY...
Off to Scumshine People at the Melbourne Docklands - an alternative to the infamous Summadayze festival. Technically, I was there to work - on reviewing duties for a local rag. Within 30 minutes of indulging in something white with a friend, I had lost my bloody mobile phone in the toilets. I tried calling it for 3 hours from various peoples phones, and finally, a rather chipper raver with highly offensive colored pants answered the phone (Of course, I could not see the pants at the time) and met me to me virtually about to burst into tears of joy and thanking her like she had just fed me after not eating for 6 weeks.
I saw Zombie Nation - he played Divine's "Native Love". Blackstrobe were awesome, and Richie Hawtin is still - in my eyes - a minimal techno god. Meanwhile, outside, it was pissing down with rain - faster and harder than my comedown was approaching.
One extreme hissy fit in the car park later, and I was off to friends place, complaining of the rain, the smelly ravers and nasty double crossing DJs who claim to be friends over many years of time, only to fuck you over etc etc...
After a shower, some sleep and a shitload of green tea, I was off once again....
JANUARY 2ND - 3AM ONWARD...
Myself and two very close friends, sitting watching TV - one of them came up with the then rather amazing idea of obtaining some acid.
The next few hours involved watching my mates brother make an absolute delight and arse of himself, entertaining us to the point I thought my jaw was going to remove itself from my face and smash to pieces. Hearing him say "I'm a great dictator, but I don't take dick" will forever be itched into my memory as the most defining moment of my new year experience.
BEST. DAY. EVER.
So my New Year took a while to get half decent (simply stoked I got my phone back though - I can't believe she didn't keep it for herself, whatta champ!) - but once it got rolling, well, etc etc.
Now let us never speak of this again.
Current Mood: Discombobulated
Current Music: Happyland - Don't You Know Who I Am?