I went to a party out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere on an acreage expecting some crazy drunken shenanigans. Instead, I get there, and it's like a bloody family thing. With children. And old people. My 2 arch nemeses. So I was way pissed off. And I felt utterly terrible, with a pounding headache that made me want rip my hair out.

Anyway, at around 11:30, after about half a bottle of wine and plenty of wanting-to-kill-myself, all the girls get dragged off to be told we can't flush tampons down the toilet. Seriously? Whatever. Then I fainted. Literally just fell right over, almost hit my head on a wall. So these geniuses, instead of going to get my boyfriend, decide not to say anything and just stick me by an open window with a glass of water and start bitching about god knows what.

About 10 minutes to midnight, we all go back out, I tell my boyfriend what happened, I insist on leaving, we don't because "we have to stay for new years!" Fuck off. So then all the freakshows join hands in a big circle and start swaying and singing and someone's grandpa starts handing out loonies "for good luck." At this point I can no longer tolerate the what-the-fuckness of the situation and go outside into the -30ish delightfulness until boyfriend finally came out and drove me home. I then spent about 4 hours in deathly pain and now I'm pretty much stuck in bed with a worse headache than yesterday.

How was your night?

I was having a fat spliff in my garden watching the fireworks.

... I can't remember...

I can't remember...

please see the other 800 threads on this subject to post your story of being a grouchy dumb drunk bitch last night.

Quiet night in.

Yeah, that half bottle of wine got me soooooooo hammered...

And you would have been grouchy too. Unless you're one of THEM. In which case shove it, freakshow.

Yeah, that half bottle of wine got me soooooooo hammered...

And you would have been grouchy too. Unless you're one of THEM. In which case shove it, freakshow.

He has a point though, the vast majority of the front page of SG is littered with threads about the New Year, and as a mod you should know better.

I really shouldn't even be a mod anymore...

Yeah, that half bottle of wine got me soooooooo hammered...

You're the one that fainted.

Meh.

Ok I know this really isn't the place nor time and I am just being a huge hair-splitting cunt (yet again!) but your verb tenses...they were....going back and forth in a sawing fashion.

I really need to get a life.

Everyone does it.
You sound like my ex-professor.
(Loved that lady though ^_^ )