Wednesday, January 01, 2003

Quite Possibly The Best New Year's Eve Ever

Indeed, it was quite an evening to remember at the house of Jonah. I've decided to take more of an outline approach, since alot of things happened and they are better explained in the context of time and drunken-ness:

9PM--drinks consumed: none
After Jonah remembers to come pick me up, I arrive at the party with festivities underway. Walking in the kitchen I am greeted by a full counter of hard liquor, including such titles as "Cabana Boy". . . I like it here already. However I have brought beer and hard cider for myself, so that I don't get blitzed in an hour and die. I get several compliments on my striped pants, including "Nice stripes" and "I don't think I could carry those off as well." Whee! I haul out the Cajun Krab Dip (henceforth known as K-rab dip) and homemade pizzelles I brought, and get re-aquainted with Chad, who has been off around the world, including Northern Ireland and Africa, learning the trade of political science. Heather hands me a red plastic cup and a black marker. I dub this cup AMBER! And so begins my first drink of the evening. . . . .

10PM--Drinks consumed: 1 Coconut Rum and coke
Heather begins to drink, and we try to encourage making it to the midnight hour. I almost lose my eye to a champagne cork which wizzes past my left temple, ricochets off the cabinet behind me and bounces across the kitchen into the next room. My life with eyes flashes before said eyes.

12AM--Drinks consumed: 1 rum & coke, 1 Hornsby's Hard cider, a sip of deadly too strong rum & coke made for me by Heather
At this point, I am happily, happily buzzed. Jonah calls over to me to come be the other girl in the quartet of Justin, Jonah, and Heather for the midnight smooch. I vocally decline, reminding him that I am "spoken for" and flash the ring for good measure. The ball drops, and somehow I miss Justin and Jonah smooch. Jonah is what you might call a chronic flirt. He continually harasses everyone all evening. I get a little sad not having my Dave around to smooch. . . . I have grabbed an Amber Bock and toast with this instead of the champagne, which is a good move since the champagne is judged as awful.

1 or 2AM--Drinks consumed: One rum & coke + sip of super r&c, a hard cider, a beer, and some merlot.




By now, giddiness is in full effect. I'm a bit dizzy and silly but ok. Pretty much everyone is fully buzzed. I think this picture best describes the situation at hand. The lovely lady in the center dressed in a fuzzy pink shirt and candy necklace is Heather, who by this point is thoroughly blitzed and becoming quite friendly! You may also notice a red badge on her shirt-->this is the red badge of retardation that she made herself. Underneath it is a statement that claims she is no longer responsible for her conduct, signed by her and witnessed by me. This picture well represents my view from the other side of the table. Hell, it was like a free show. To the left of heather is Chad, and to the right is Andy. Please make note of the bowl of floating candles on the table. . .it will be important later.

At this point, folks become aware that Dave K. and girlfriend Robyn are nowhere to be seen. All the rooms in the house are searched, and still no Dave. I tell them just to give up the search, because wherever they are, they're making out and are probably having a good time. Andy suggests checking Robyn's car. Hey, it may not be highschool anymore, but Justin goes outside and accidentally photographs Robyn's face in the window. . . . . and I'll continue the rest of the story later!

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