Happy 2009

So New Year's Eve was great. We met late (I got there early) and after wandering for a while, finally found a bar with some room. There was a cover charge, but it was for the first round of drinks and some free champagne at midnight. The music was that type of awful techno beat that always gets on everybody's nerves (some people more than others) but soon we were tipsy and cheerful enough that we didn't care. We made a bunch of silly toasts (to Russell's paradox! To Martha Jones! To chips!) and eventually left and settled at a nearby friends' apartment.

I would have liked to host the thing at my place, since usually the city center is a nightmare on holidays, including New Year's Eve, and private parties allow us all to be unselfconciously silly. I didn't dance, for example. But my apartment is a mess and I didn't get a chance to clean it beforehand. Maybe next year. Last year we were at my parents' house, and even though we were a small party it was awesome and cheerful. Next year it will be on a Thursday, so we won't even have to worry about work/school the next day, hopefully.

I'm not sure how late the others stayed, but I ducked home at about three thirty because I was falling asleep. I slept about four or five hours, I think, and then went to work and managed to work all day with very little incident. All in all, a raving success. Oh, and a drunk straight girl hit on my at the bar. It was weird. But other than that, everything was cool. Today I need to get my act together so that I can shower and get dressed on time to do some shopping before I go to my parents', since the house it utterly empty of food and such. Ah, life.

I wonder when I'll get used to it being 2009.