Hurray it is a new year. Argh. I'm getting older. I spent my new year's eve at my bro's friend's place before crawling home at 4 am.
I spent the night trying to dance without looking too stupid. It probably didn't matter because everyone else was too drunk or high to notice. OF spent the night getting red and recovering and turning red again. He is alcohol intolerant. He spent the night drinking orange juice while discreetly leaving his alcohol unfinished. All those random alcohol filled cups scattered around the house are his.
I drank some insect tasting tequila that my bro bought from Mexico. Insect tasting. I was too un-high/alcohol-tolerant to dance. The room was too hot even with the windows open. There was a gay party a few doors away and we kind of crashed it for a few seconds. Uneventful.
A couple of people got drunk. My brother got high and fell asleep on my bed after he got back. But I successfully got him to take a shower. Hurray.
It's my NYC New Year. Alcohol, loud music and drunks.
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