it's 9:30pm right now here... almost time for a Happy New Year Chant

excellent so far!

i must nkow, what is a munchie box

http://vice.typepad.com/vice_magazin...09/munchy3.jpg

except betttttter :love:

Holy shit that looks amazing.

What are those red circular things in the top-right corner of the nearest box?

Wow ... speechless.

Not much to do on new years day.

Mum's cooking a roast later, which is nice.

Might watch a couple of films. Play guitar. Try and make plans so 2010 isn't totally shit like 2009 was.

Well let's see what we did:

_Arrived to my friend's, so they were sitting there with some alcohol and chips. They're watching a concert of U2. Yeah my friend is Bono's biggest fan, so I kind of expected it.
_The first concert ended, he added another one.
_After kicking his ass for putting us through it all, he got his guitars out and we jammed for an hour.
_I put some rock n' roll music, then someone got me depressed as he put his own collection of music: all the clichés they put at clubs. Then I got to be dj again and put some alternative rock.
*Everything was combined with heavy drinking*
_The group decided we'd go watch a dvd, I thought I'll pass when I noticed I was alone in this room with this couple and some moaning was being heard. So I ran out before it gets more awkward.
_The film was nice, it ended at 4:30 a.m, we were all too tired to do anything else.
_We went to sleep at 5 a.m, we had too much alcohol to be able to stay awake all night.
_We woke up at 11 a.m and ordered us a breakfast delivery.

and so we drove home and it's now 12:30 p.m.

A Long Night



Starting at 6 o'clock AM, yesterday morning:

I got up, as I usually do at that time, ate breakfast (rice krispies, fuck yeah!) and killed time before heading into work.

Work was slow moving on account of it being New Year's Eve. I was let go at 2 PM, and I rode home listening to Russian Circles and feeling better than I have in a while.

I got home, ate lunch, walked the dogs with my little bro, and we rehearsed while my mom made shepherd's pie (fuck yeah!).

I hung out with my folks for a couple of hours and headed out the door at about 8:15 PM. There was a New Year's Eve show in Garden City (about five miles south), and I stopped by my buddy Shaun's house to pick him up. He was still in his boxers on the couch, nursing a hangover with Papa John's pizza. I showed up and got him motivated to go to the show. It was while I was at his house that I found out that one of the friends of The Classic Struggle (a band that played last night) had committed suicide the previous night.

A lot of people at the show were very distraught. People that I usually see going apeshit and doing circle pits were just kind of staring off into space. I wasn't one to bother them in their reverie, so I just sort of stuck to my inner core of friends and gave condolences to the friends and family.

Despite the morose undertones of the gathering, I was still happy to be among old friends and SOBER for the first time in 10 years on New Year's Eve. I had one shot of Jack Daniel's whiskey at midnight and basically played "sober driver" the rest of the night.

We left there after the show to meet with friends that we hadn't yet seen, but I was growing tired of the bar scene, so I hung out for a few minutes and dipped out to find my brothers. This was about 3:00 AM.

My older brother Patrick was at the house with my mom and his girlfriend drinking Jose Cuervo. I had a shot with him and called my little brother, who had just gotten done talking to police because one of his friends had been jumped at a party. I went to pick him up and brought him home.

For some reason, I had resolved to stay up until 6 AM, just to make it a truly full day, so I just killed some time after everybody went to sleep, chatting with a friend of mine from Baltimore. Then I took my dogs for a 3-mile sunrise walk, stretched and went for a 3.5 mile run. I'm feeling pretty ****in' good right now, and I hope you all are, too. Happy 2010.

Ughh, watched a movie while my poor little three year old daughter struggled with the stomach flu all night... didn't drink a drop, ate a few potato chips... at midnight I poured my wife (who had said daughter on her lep) a 7up and saif happy new year... pretty unremarkable start to the year, but nevermind! Little girl is doing much better today, which is great to see!