New Years Recolection... and other unmentionable stuff!

New Years was brought in with bikinis, chocolate, APH and lots and lots of orgies. Seriously.

Well, maybe not all too seriously, but you get the point, right?

...Right?


PSYCHE!

Before heading out for my New Years eve shenanigans, I was on IRC talking to a couple of the guys. They were convinced that A) I was really a man and B) I was instead really spending the entire night drinking myself into a hazy stupour because the idea of me having some form of social life was appauling to them. Plus, my ride was coming late and I was still on, so I didn't have much proof of the "party" I was supposed to be attending until I got a call from the driver. She said a traffic accident had slowed her down, and that she'd be there in ten. Cue me running upstairs like some crazed kangaroo looking for a hair brush and my coverup while my guyfriend, Andrew, stares on in bemusement at my crazed state.

Ten minutes later, after a wary slide down a set of icy steps, I'm shoved into the middle seat in a rickety car, girls on all my sides giggling away. All the way back to the party apartment we're discussing Hetalia and anything else that sporatically comes to mind. Once stepping outside, we fasten our jackets tightly around ourselves and carry our pillows and blankets inside (because proper planning is for sissies) and promptly make ourselves at home.

The rest of the night is a bit of a blurr. We watch the final episode of Royal Canadian Air Farce with great smiles on our faces, listen to Josee rant about Hetalia, listen to me rant to Shannon about something Gundam related, RPG sillytalk, more shenanigans and whatnot. Oh yes, and drinking - which is probably why the night is so hazy. Somewhere in my stupour I demanded to wear a red bikini top - the one I'd be forced into over summer holidays, and promptly did so to bring in the New Years!

And no, it did NOT come off. Perverts.

Anyway, afterwards, when everyone was driven home, we all talked for a bit more and then toddled off to bed. Logan, the host, had previously lugged a matress from him and his girlfriend's cosplay room (I ONLY WISH I WAS HALF AS COOL  AS HIM SO I CAN HAVE A ROOM DEDICATED TO COSPLAY) for us to sleep on and have an orgy, and then we were bid goodnight. Of course, from eating so many chocolates earlier, we were wired and talked until 4am. Again, mostly about Hetalia and Gurren-Lagann.~ 

Woke up around 7-8am, which was fairly surprising, considering I usually wake up around 6. It was a good change, never the less. Us three girls (well, two, since Shannon was a bum and slept) talked about anything that came to mind until Logan decided to dogpile the bed in his PJs. The rest of the morning consisted of more geek talk and me helping Logan make breakfast (EGGS IN A CUP, FUCK YEAH). We all sat on the matress and watched the Gurren-Lagann OAV (all five of us big fans) and had a good laugh over it. Later on, we watched The Gamers and the sequel movie Dorkiness Rising.

So, all in all, a pretty damn good New Years. Geeky fun all around, can't wait to do it all over again! :D
Note to self: DnD this Saturday. Bring beer.