New Year's Eve

Deciding what to wear, hooing and humming and pounting over the fact that I couldn’t really wear my new dress as no one else was and it was only a house party. Plus, for the shoes the dress requires, I would have frozen my little toesies off in the sub 25 degree weather. So, I settled on my fancy new dead sexy jeans, and the very same red crushed velvet halter top I wore on New Year’s 2002/03. Straight hair, smoky eyes, nude lips, faux black pearls and weeee, off I went! Dropped off at Alex’s with my 40 of Gibson’s Sterling and then dropped off at Rez’s by his Momma. Candace, Trent, Rez, Marsh and Kyle were there. Candace and I played 3 rounds of doubles pool against various boys and beat them all. I drank my Rye and Coke, and Rye and Ginger all the while listening to rap music, not my music of choice, and enjoying it. Candace and I danced, we laughed, pictures were taken, videos made, Kyle got sick and went home, and everyone else was well behaved. By 10 I had a killer headache because Trent, Dana, Tim and Joey were all smoking. Blah. Soon I began to wonder, ‘who’s been drinking all our Rye?’ It definitely wasn’t Alex and I alone because we are both, and equally, light weights. I only had about 6 drinks all night. 2 were doubles. Alex has more and I think he drank doubles pretty much none stop, but still. By the end of the night, the 40 was gone. Gross. It could not have been us. I showed Candace my ab routine and we are going to work out together. (That’s what I have to do tomorrow: workout. I haven’t since the 28th. Gross.) Dana and Dustin and Tim called for a cab at about 1am. Too early too early! Especially since they only got there at about 11. Alex and I waited and then when we called at about 2, we couldn’t get one. All the lines were busy for every company in Edmonton. After 40 minutes of me trying and then Alex trying too, we gave up and called Alex’s Mom. We woke her up but she was happy to do it…. I think. Thank you Brenda! I wore my new jacket there so really, it would have kept me warm enough to walk. But, I also wore my $15 Army and Navy square toed oriental looking shoes and surely my feet would have been gangrene after 3 minutes of contending with the deep snow in the ravine. I hear frostbite and hypothermia are a real bitch when one is drunk. Got home to Alex’s. Too dizzy to kiss. Too dizzy for anything. I hugged the wall until I fell asleep which took a long time because Alex sleeps with a fan and it kills me! I can’t stand to have it blow my hair because it tickles my face. And I can’t stand to sleep with my head under the covers because I fear I’ll die of carbon dioxide poisoning and hypoxia. Finally, I built a wall with a spare pillow and felt no more. Also, I threw up. I would have been fine had I not had the great idea to scarf a bunch of ketchup chips just before leaving the party. I was hungry though! Oh tummy, always forsaking me. Alex and I slept until 3pm January first and then wished each other a VERY Happy New Year.