New Years Eve 2006:
woke up feeling sicker than the previous day with a really bad sore throat. I realized i woke up late so i rushed in getting ready for work slipped in the shower slightly and bumped my head into the wall.
my car didnt start right away so that was irritating me, and when it finally did start it felt like i was getting every red light ever.
i was lucky enough to find parking not too far from the subway station i take into manhattan for work, so i thought my luck was changing. As im walking down the street to the subway a homelessman/crackhead said something to me. i was listening to music so i didnt hear him, but i pulled down my headphones to see what he said. he mumbled something about change then flashed a gun at me... he put it away because a police car was at a red light near us and he just walked away.
i got to work about an hour and a half late. normally no one notices becuase the store is packed beyond capacity so i can slip in undetected... not today. it was actually calm. everyone noticed, because 8 different people were scheduled for the same time, and no one was scheduled to come in after 10..great. work itself wasnt hard, i was manning the Wii demostations but i began losing my voice shouting over the loud music and all the talking. i was so close to getting this one girls phone number but i couldnt ge the words out fast enough because it pained me to talk, adn just when i got the words out to get her attention, three people started talking to me at once so i missed my chance.
manhattan was packed. i had to walk 10 blocks to get to my train because the closest one was blocked because of NYC new years celebration. i was very cranky. the subway was packed but atleast i knew my car was waiting for me when i got off the train and i'd be home soon enough.
New Years Day: 12:00 2007
got tooottally wasted with my best friend in my house. just the two of us, and some redbull & vodka. i have never been drunk before and by god did it feel good. we put on some music, sang to it, then i whipped out the guitar adn i played along to whatever i could. then i busted out the bongos for him and the congas for me and we jammed for like an hour, screaming our asses off to whatever came on.
later that night he threw up, i made drunken phone calls, and i coughed up blood on several occasions and my voice is completely shot. Now im started to feel slightly hung over and my wiimote batteries are dead... he's passed out in the oth er room and has to go to work soon.
"hats the point of all this?" you might be asking... well i'll tell you
GETTING DRUNK FTW
2007 is off to a good start ;-)
happy new year to everyone at the Site formely Known as PGC
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