Ah, the first day of a brand new year. And what a year it looks to be already. So little of it has come to pass, so little in fact, that it may be the only time this year when my degree of forgotten moments of the year will be in the double digits. I begin to enter the state of relative sobriety, where i could only be described as drunk, after several hours of vigorous mobilization, and i am left with only the haziest memories of how I got home, or drunk. I distinctly remember yelling at other drunks in the street "HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM RUSSIA!!! Oi!". How, you might ask, can i be so certain that that was the exact phrase? As opposed to the possibly more high brow "Happy New Year!! From Russia, with love!!"? Well, the answer you see, lies in the large block of text that i find scrawled on my forearm, with the aforementioned low brow quote. Which did trigger the memories of the thick Russian accent, and the cursing at honking cars as i walk in the middle of the road. I mean, they were obviously capitalists, what with their "pedestrians-don't-belong-in-the-middle-of-busy-roads-especially-not-in-a-blizzard" attitude... the pigs... THE SWINE!!! Like I said, still a bit drunk. And a touch belligerent. And marveling that if you extend Holiday greetings from the former soviet union to people at house parties in a fake accent, they will give you shots... i don't know what of, but it made me louder, and the accent a better idea, so it may have been liquor. Also, I believe I made a bit of an ass of myself at the party... since I was one of two drunk people... and the drunkest... and it was a sedate party... with jazz... 'cause the host was sick... And I forgot to give money for pizza... hm... well, If the point of friendship isn't to get belligerently drunk at inappropriate times, often at the expense of others, well... fuck if i know the point of being anyone's friend... so, in conclusion, all i can find to say is "WHO WET MY PANTS!?!?!?" as well as the slightly Sequitor-ish:
"HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM RUSSIA. Oi!"
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
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