January 3, 2010

First off, Happy New Year everyone. Now that that's outta the way let's talk about whats happened the past few days. It's been pretty nice to be off work for two days in a row now, but I kinda miss it as well. Lately my brother Jake, our friend Burl, and I have been playing a lot of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 in Burl's basement, it's usually a pretty good time even though I get really ticked when I loose and begin to yell and swear. But, on New Years Eve there was a party at a friends house, and I had to attend, mainly cause it had been too long since my last beer, so it was nice to drink again. Seeing as it was a good occasion and my friends were all together I got really fucking hammered. I only remember patches of the night. When I got there we chatted for a bit, I cracked open the first brew and from then on the night got better, then way bad, then kinda lackluster. Me and another friend, Reid, played pool for awhile, then Rockband 2 in which I sang and played guitar/bass. At this point I was pretty damn drunk, so I'm not sure how bad I sounded/ played, but I have heard that I wasn't the main source of "entertainment" at that time. In between Rockband and the like we celebrated the New Year by drinking champagne and just hung out. At one point in the night there was a little blowout between two friends which resulted in several angry people, but all in all the night got a little better. It was around the cool down time when I decided I needed another beer, once I finished it I repeatedly tried to smash it on my head, at least 5 times from what I'm told, I do have a bruise, but not much of one. At some point in the night I had shotgunned two beers as well. Needless to say I got pretty drunk that night.

Best part was I woke up with not even the slightest hangover, just a sore spot from trying to smash that beer can. Once we got up we headed home, at that point I was still extremely tired since I went to bed around five a.m. and woke up at eleven a.m. So I went back to bed til about four p.m. I was still somewhat tired but not nearly enough to go back to sleep, so I ate dinner, then me and my brother headed back to Burl's house. I informed Burl of what had gone on after he left the party early, he hadn't had a drink and saw that the party was going to be a shit show from midnight on. From then on we played Call of Duty. It's been somewhat of a ritual lately, we buy Arnold Palmer's from Walgreens, play the game, and drink the Arnold's all night, head home, do it again the next night. It's fun, and we haven't seen Burl in a long time, so we're getting time in now.

Other than that nothing has been going on really. I did some things at that party that I can't remember and no one else I talk to can help me with. But it's not a horrible thing. But seeing as how the year started I think this is going to be a great year and I hope it is the same for you.