Skittles, I did something even better last night. I spent the evening snuggled in a warm bed with my wonderful girlfriend doing a crossword puzzle, then watched the ball drop and shared the midnight kiss. Best New Year's Eve I've had in a long time. And today, starting in about 40 minutes, is for football.
I don't understand people who feel compelled to blow $500 at a fancy party trying to impress people they hate.
I spent last night screwing around on the computer while my wife and son were watching TV in the other room. At five till, I went into the living room, grabbed a beer, watched the ball drop, called my mother and got back on the computer. Pretty much the same thing I've been doing for the last ten years or so. Before that I went to a handful of parties, but not at some super-douchey nightclub, always at a friends house. Because at least there I knew everybody. Honestly I've never seen the appeal of celebrating with a bunch of random strangers.
Mom decided this year she wanted to actually celebrate NYE so we're all currently in Palm Springs. We went to Shame On The Moon for their NYE dinner. It was very good. I was the youngest person there but that's not unusual. Two minutes to 12 we were ready to go but there was a bunch of guys at one table who wouldn't let us.
I have this weird fear of popping balloons and dad was standing on one about to pop it. I started to cry and beg him not to. Something about the sound really freaks me out. He laughed at me and at midnight popped it anyway even though it made me upset.
Well in the DJs defence, if I had to DJ a party for the crowd described I wouldn't want to spend all night listening to their requests either.
Posted by: Chicajojobe | Monday, December 31, 2012 at 06:44 PM
Yeah I think "Devil's Panties" webcomic had it perfect: just stay home and drink cocoa in your jammies preferably in front of a fire if possible.
Posted by: Skittles | Tuesday, January 01, 2013 at 12:31 AM
Skittles, I did something even better last night. I spent the evening snuggled in a warm bed with my wonderful girlfriend doing a crossword puzzle, then watched the ball drop and shared the midnight kiss. Best New Year's Eve I've had in a long time. And today, starting in about 40 minutes, is for football.
I don't understand people who feel compelled to blow $500 at a fancy party trying to impress people they hate.
Posted by: The Last Archimedean | Tuesday, January 01, 2013 at 08:22 AM
I spent last night screwing around on the computer while my wife and son were watching TV in the other room. At five till, I went into the living room, grabbed a beer, watched the ball drop, called my mother and got back on the computer. Pretty much the same thing I've been doing for the last ten years or so. Before that I went to a handful of parties, but not at some super-douchey nightclub, always at a friends house. Because at least there I knew everybody. Honestly I've never seen the appeal of celebrating with a bunch of random strangers.
Posted by: NC Tony | Tuesday, January 01, 2013 at 09:12 AM
I couldn't stop laughing at the fact that it's sponsored by roofies.
Posted by: Michael | Tuesday, January 01, 2013 at 12:22 PM
Mom decided this year she wanted to actually celebrate NYE so we're all currently in Palm Springs. We went to Shame On The Moon for their NYE dinner. It was very good. I was the youngest person there but that's not unusual. Two minutes to 12 we were ready to go but there was a bunch of guys at one table who wouldn't let us.
I have this weird fear of popping balloons and dad was standing on one about to pop it. I started to cry and beg him not to. Something about the sound really freaks me out. He laughed at me and at midnight popped it anyway even though it made me upset.
And that was my NYE.
Posted by: Jami | Tuesday, January 01, 2013 at 09:48 PM