That was _so_ not a happy new year. Wow. It certainly explains why I was so very sick that next day.
Granted, I was way past tipsy on my own that night and didn’t worry too much about it at the time because I knew I had a designated driver that night einladungskarten 80 geburtstag kostenlosen. It was only looking back after the fact when I tried to remember how much I’d had to drink when I realized something wasn’t adding up. Sure, we’d killed the first pitcher of mangotinis before 10pm but after the liquor run (I didn’t drive) I had maybe 2 more ‘tinis and one candy bar shot (equal parts butterschnapps, godiva liqueur, and Irish cream) vlc media playeren mac.
Musing to Jen, who was also at the party, later I found out that one of the other guests had been topping off my drink on a regular basis while I was watching whatever odd movie was on (Mad Mad Mad Mad World paint.net chip download kostenlos? I think?). I only thought I slowed down my drinking as the night went on!
That other guest wouldn’t know party etiquette or…really, basic social skills if they walked up and bit her on the butt. Oh yeah, I went there. And it wasn’t Mad Mad Mad Mad World, ‘cuz I’ve never seen that. Was it Death Race 2000?
Gawd, it’s been too long. I forget. Also, I had a few candy bar shots, m’self.
Couldn’t remember if it was Mad…World or Death Race, only barely remember the creepy dude that was _in_ the movie, to be honest.
I watched Death Race with y’all, I think, but I don’t think it was a New Year’s party. “You know Myra, some people might think you’re cute. But me, I think you’re one very large baked potato.”
Once again, I have no idea who this was. 🙂