Happy New Years to all! After much waiting, 2009 is finally upon us! I [among others I am sure] have been waiting a long while for this year to finally be here, and here it is! Last night for me was spent between my friend Dan's and Southbank for the midnight fireworks... Oh and in the back of the ambulance. Ahah fun fun.
It started off by me waving goodbye to Katey from the front yard as I set off to the station. Having not been to our new station before I left with ample time, yet today the train decided to come early and hence I did not have time to get a ticket [what a rebel, I know!]. After getting Jane to get me a ticket and bring it to me so I could get out of the train station unscathed of a $150 fine, we made our way to the happy herbs shop in the Valley. This place is hippy to the extreme, and smells wonderfully of incense and hemp clothing. It makes me reminisce over the hippy events/festivals that my mum used to take us to, including such things as Confest and other glorious places; times.
After getting some [completely legal] happy pills and brew we headed to the supermarket to get dinner items - it was decided I cook apricot chicken for us tonight. After trying to take a supermarket trolley out of the supermarket full of bags and still needing to go to the bottle shop, we were stopped by the attendant. Turns out that once you leave the store, the wheels lock so as to prevent trolley theft. It seems it has been a long while since I had been to the good ol' Valley. Heh.
After we trekked up to the Jubilee to collect booze for the others, had a minor flirt with the attendant - who says curls DON'T get the girls - and we were on our way back to Dan's new pad, with a carton of Vodka Cruisers. Ahah, I feel like the epitome of a teenage girl, except that I am well over legal age. Shame. It helped a little that Dan was carrying it, knowing fair well that he enjoys the taste an alcoholic beverage that fairs the same as soft drink. Somehow I think back to the 'outrage' experienced by the Australian Family Association over the 'Alcopop Free Condom Offer.' Can not be bothered explaining, but in the end came this lulzy picture:
Anyway, got to Dan's where I cooked an awesome apricot chicken with rice where we had one or two drinks and played Sing Star. Turns out, I am not too bad at it. We headed out to Southbank to meet up with some of Jane's friends. We danced to bad dance, try hard trance and mandatory songs [such as 'The way you make me feel', and Toni Basil's 'Hey Mickey'] in a sea of people who did not seem to be dancing, which turns out produces pictures like this:
After sitting down for a while, I started to feel ill. Leapt up, running to the bathroom where I proceeded to vomit up blood. Tasty much [Keep in mind I had a total of 2 (two) drinks].. After spending a good 30 minutes to find the ambulance officers with police being next to no help, they took a set of obs and said I was fine and dandy and to just take it easy. I am thinking that the heat, dancing and lack of water did not agree with me. It was dark blood so that tells us that it is old - i.e. no problemo. As I stepped out of the ambulance, walked down to the steps the fireworks started. Happy New Years. I looked around, finding Dan and Jane's cheery faces which seemed to melt away the reality of drunken youths and annoying people in general. Fireworks were not as good as I had hoped for, but were pretty all the same.
After the trek back to Dan's, I downed about a litre of water while the others had more alco pops and we wandered down to the pool. Sat around and had a long chat, then deciding that we would bail out on the pool idea and pass out in front of the air conditioner instead [mainly because someone was getting 'busy' in the pool, or so it seemed]. Good choice I say [in us deciding to bail]. The day after involved pizza, Kung-Fu Panda, Futurama, air conditioner and the pool. All in all a reasonably decent New Years.
Besides, it is all worth it when you have awesome kids to hang out with..
It started off by me waving goodbye to Katey from the front yard as I set off to the station. Having not been to our new station before I left with ample time, yet today the train decided to come early and hence I did not have time to get a ticket [what a rebel, I know!]. After getting Jane to get me a ticket and bring it to me so I could get out of the train station unscathed of a $150 fine, we made our way to the happy herbs shop in the Valley. This place is hippy to the extreme, and smells wonderfully of incense and hemp clothing. It makes me reminisce over the hippy events/festivals that my mum used to take us to, including such things as Confest and other glorious places; times.
After getting some [completely legal] happy pills and brew we headed to the supermarket to get dinner items - it was decided I cook apricot chicken for us tonight. After trying to take a supermarket trolley out of the supermarket full of bags and still needing to go to the bottle shop, we were stopped by the attendant. Turns out that once you leave the store, the wheels lock so as to prevent trolley theft. It seems it has been a long while since I had been to the good ol' Valley. Heh.
After we trekked up to the Jubilee to collect booze for the others, had a minor flirt with the attendant - who says curls DON'T get the girls - and we were on our way back to Dan's new pad, with a carton of Vodka Cruisers. Ahah, I feel like the epitome of a teenage girl, except that I am well over legal age. Shame. It helped a little that Dan was carrying it, knowing fair well that he enjoys the taste an alcoholic beverage that fairs the same as soft drink. Somehow I think back to the 'outrage' experienced by the Australian Family Association over the 'Alcopop Free Condom Offer.' Can not be bothered explaining, but in the end came this lulzy picture:
Anyway, got to Dan's where I cooked an awesome apricot chicken with rice where we had one or two drinks and played Sing Star. Turns out, I am not too bad at it. We headed out to Southbank to meet up with some of Jane's friends. We danced to bad dance, try hard trance and mandatory songs [such as 'The way you make me feel', and Toni Basil's 'Hey Mickey'] in a sea of people who did not seem to be dancing, which turns out produces pictures like this:
After sitting down for a while, I started to feel ill. Leapt up, running to the bathroom where I proceeded to vomit up blood. Tasty much [Keep in mind I had a total of 2 (two) drinks].. After spending a good 30 minutes to find the ambulance officers with police being next to no help, they took a set of obs and said I was fine and dandy and to just take it easy. I am thinking that the heat, dancing and lack of water did not agree with me. It was dark blood so that tells us that it is old - i.e. no problemo. As I stepped out of the ambulance, walked down to the steps the fireworks started. Happy New Years. I looked around, finding Dan and Jane's cheery faces which seemed to melt away the reality of drunken youths and annoying people in general. Fireworks were not as good as I had hoped for, but were pretty all the same.
After the trek back to Dan's, I downed about a litre of water while the others had more alco pops and we wandered down to the pool. Sat around and had a long chat, then deciding that we would bail out on the pool idea and pass out in front of the air conditioner instead [mainly because someone was getting 'busy' in the pool, or so it seemed]. Good choice I say [in us deciding to bail]. The day after involved pizza, Kung-Fu Panda, Futurama, air conditioner and the pool. All in all a reasonably decent New Years.
Besides, it is all worth it when you have awesome kids to hang out with..
