New Years....
Okay... where to start...? Well, I got to Annette's mom's boat house around 8:30-ish... and within like 20 mins one of the people that was going to go out with us was wasted beyond anything I have seen in a while... she got sick, and Annette's put her in a chair with a bucket and we took off for downtown.
We took the Max and got off at Pioneer and walked to Red Caps and Boxes... awesome! Okay, so it was the cheapest cover charge we could find ($5.00), and they're gay bars... sweet. So we were dancing, and getting wicked sweaty, and drinking from our flask in the bathroom... nothing could go wrong...
Well... it was about 10 minutes to midnight, and we all had our cups of free champagne, when all of a sudden a drunk ass drag queen fell into me spilling my champagne all over me and a guy behind me... needless to say I was not happy... so she kinda stumbles away, and I went over to tell her to get off the dance floor and get some water... the other guy she spilled on however decided to poor his cocktail down her dress... ice and all... amazing. Well, she thought that he was with me and she came after me with fake finger nails and all. So she punched me in my left collar bone, then grabbed my shirt and almost ripped it... then she grabbed my friend Alisha's champagne and dumped it down Alisha's chest... WTF?!?!? Then she decided to punch me again, awesome. So I just pushed her away and tried to walk away, and THEN 2 chicks from nowhere started to literally beat her up... and THEN over the loud speaker the DJ was asking for security... and the drag queen got her ass thrown out of the club... AWESOME! I have never in my life been in a fight, let alone punched... so I thought it was hilarious!
Anyway, after that we ran into a lot of people we knew, and then headed to the Betty Ford Clinic (the club) and I got us in for free... it was a like $25 cover (f that.) Once we got in there I ran into a friend that I studied in London with, and we talked until the people in a group were like 'we're so ready to go." Then we headed back and crashed... it was the best New Years ever...
other than the part where I almost got approached by my former stalker... he scares the hell outta me.
We took the Max and got off at Pioneer and walked to Red Caps and Boxes... awesome! Okay, so it was the cheapest cover charge we could find ($5.00), and they're gay bars... sweet. So we were dancing, and getting wicked sweaty, and drinking from our flask in the bathroom... nothing could go wrong...
Well... it was about 10 minutes to midnight, and we all had our cups of free champagne, when all of a sudden a drunk ass drag queen fell into me spilling my champagne all over me and a guy behind me... needless to say I was not happy... so she kinda stumbles away, and I went over to tell her to get off the dance floor and get some water... the other guy she spilled on however decided to poor his cocktail down her dress... ice and all... amazing. Well, she thought that he was with me and she came after me with fake finger nails and all. So she punched me in my left collar bone, then grabbed my shirt and almost ripped it... then she grabbed my friend Alisha's champagne and dumped it down Alisha's chest... WTF?!?!? Then she decided to punch me again, awesome. So I just pushed her away and tried to walk away, and THEN 2 chicks from nowhere started to literally beat her up... and THEN over the loud speaker the DJ was asking for security... and the drag queen got her ass thrown out of the club... AWESOME! I have never in my life been in a fight, let alone punched... so I thought it was hilarious!
Anyway, after that we ran into a lot of people we knew, and then headed to the Betty Ford Clinic (the club) and I got us in for free... it was a like $25 cover (f that.) Once we got in there I ran into a friend that I studied in London with, and we talked until the people in a group were like 'we're so ready to go." Then we headed back and crashed... it was the best New Years ever...
other than the part where I almost got approached by my former stalker... he scares the hell outta me.