I didn't really have a direct
plan to ring in the
new year. All I really knew was I
wanted to get
drunk, find some nice
female companionship and not get into
trouble.
10pm
My
friend Mark and I went to a
bar in the
downtown area. We started off with a
jar of
beer each - an absurdly oversized draw
glass that holds 32 ounces. We watched the end of the
Independance Bowl on TV and talked with some
of the regulars. We were about ready to head across the
street to the
local nightclub when the
bartender gave me a
free jar of beer. Great. I poured
half of it in his glass and we slammed it and quickly headed across the street.
11:30pm
It cost a crummy $10 to get in. We immediatly greeted everyone we knew and ordered a couple more beers. I drank alot of cheap
champaign at $2 a pop. We eventually rang in the new year somewhere on the
dance floor. I probably looked rediculous with a
suit and
sunglasses on together but what the
hell I figured. I immediatly started scoping out the place for the females but I was having no
luck. Only couples around, damn. Apparently my
friend had a better time because I never saw him again that
night. Whenever one of us leaves without saying
goodbye is due to finding a
woman.
1am
I walked down to another bar up the street and found my
brother, he is in town for the holidays. He was with a female I had never met before. We then went to an after hours party up the street. By this time the room was spinning. Most of the women were a little bit older then I, but there were plenty to be found. My plan was to find one and head a few blocks over were 2 other parties were. Simple enough.
After the
keg was gone I noticed most of the dudes were leaving, now this was getting
odd, I suddenly noticed that for once, there were plenty of
drunk,
horny women around and hardly any guys! Most of the guys weren't really
ideal specimens I assumed. I don't want to come off as
conceded or
egotistical, but I consider myself fairly
attractive.
Sometime, too drunk to know what exactly it is
I had been talking to this guy for about a half hour about this and that, we were waiting in line for the
restroom at the time (I was next), when 2 guys left, and I immediatly noticed the
stench. Freebased
cocaine smells exactly like
shit and burnt
hair. The guy behind me noticed it too and started asking them for some. Later on at the party the guy looked so familiar but I couldn't place it anyway. Eventually, I introduced myself and to my astonishment he was a former
bass player for an extremely succesfull
classic rock band. My God, I thought, a fucking
dream come true - just he and I, puttin the mack down on the chics. I introduced him to every attractive girl that walked by and just for kicks, he said I was his
agent, from there the
quest for female companionship was near completion. I decided to go for the hottest
single one and started
kissing her.
Sometime really, really later after that, too drunk to know ...
This part of the night is really
hazy. I remember walking with some other girl to her apartment nearby and hanging out. We drank and eventually had
sex. I remember her saying I had to leave afterwards so I staggered back to the party again to see what was going on. Most people had left but there was still a handful of people around. I remember it being
colder then shit outside and I lived 2 miles away, not a nice walk. My bro was long gone, and don't remember when he left. I figured it was way late and it wouldn't be worth the
gamble to walk a few blocks away and hope my friends are still partying, so I borrowed someone's
cell phone and called a
taxi.
When I got home I remembered
breaking some of the dishes and knocking some shit around, for why I don't know. The
clock said 6am. Christ. A friend from out of town who was staying over walked in with a
Sega Dreamcast and a
Sony Playstation with games for each, he apparently won it in a bet. Everyone was talking about the
wild times they had (even my out of town friend got laid and he is a very
repulsive looking man).
It's not every night I go out I end up on
strange adventures like this one, but I had an extremely great time. As I laid on my bed, counting the revolutions of the ceiling spin round and round, I remembered thinking that I couldn't wait for New Years Eve of next year.