h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

After a few weeks back from vacation, I've realized that I probably ought to describe the events that occurred during my foray into the world outside cyberspace. My winter break was certainly one of the more interesting periods of my recent life. Most of it was nothing too special--a couple of low-key early New Year's parties and a certain amount of clubbing--but the nights of December 30th and 31st were exceedingly memorable. On the 30th my girlfriends and I had a very giggly "generalized holiday party" sort of affair, at which two Marines eventually showed up in the company of another friend of ours--which was when the real fun started. One of them got just drunk enough to react very entertainingly when we messed with his head in various ways; my constantly playing with a knife seemed to freak him out quite a bit. The other one got drunk enough, or influenced enough by the attention of all us females--most likely both--to offer no more than token resistance to being dressed, piece by piece, in drag--makeup included. We took a large number of pictures in lovely poses, and finally dragged him to a convenience store where he made quite an impression.

The next night's party was less phenomenal, but still a lot of fun. There were a largish number of my friends there, along with good food, movies, Silly String, and lots and lots of sparkling cider, a considerable amount of which wound up soaking my good clothes after I made an ill-considered remark concerning the inaccuracy of the assertion that a new millennium had just begun. Humph. Well, anyhow, the bunch of us partied down in various ways until 6 or so in the morning, and then went clubbing the next night in order to continue the festivities. All in all, I feel the new year was most thoroughly rung in by all of us.

Yikes, and I felt I had a great time being drunk at a street party in Edinburgh, only goes to show how wrong you can be.

Indeed. I'm constantly amazed at how much fun it's possible to have without getting drunk, provided you have enough crazy friends around.

Agreed, I can and have had some great nights without the aid of alcohol, which is good. I would be extremely worrried if I felt I could not have fun without drinking.

Ah yes; isn't that one of the warning signs of alcoholism?

Yep, a road I never want to go down.