so anyway, after cheesesteaks on new years eve, we cooked up all sorts of fun food- ziti and spinach and roasted brusselssprouts, oh my! i got all dressed up, the only one to wear false eyelashes unfortunately, but still, we all looked fabulous in our own way. i finally went to sisters! after all those promises when a lived in media, and i finally made it there! a steep cover, but came with drink tickets for the first hour= bad idea. i was drinking vodka drinks cause i couldn't get fancy stuff for my tickets, and drinking them way too fast. we all had a pretty good time though, dancing upstairs, kissing at midnight. there was this crazy chick STALKING leah. everytime we turned around, there she was again. creepy and funny. heather got out her lighter determined to teach me to light it, leah cheered me on and gave advise, and i finally succeeded. i think being so drunk helped.
when we were getting ready to go i realized i didn't have my coat check... actually, i didn't have my money or my id, either. it was bad, and i was a mess, i knew i was really drunk when such drama couldn't sober me up. everyone was fabulous though, asking the cashier, the coat check, and checking on the dance floor. but leah won, the bartender had it, not just my id but my cash too, praise goddess.
my grandma had called, but i was way too far gone to call her back. did answer when my mom called, and z too, on the way home. z talked to leah, a little odd for all involved. i started to feel really bad at this point, but more than being sick i was disappointed in myself for drinking too much to have fun. everyone was so kind to me. heather talked to me and held back my hair, rachel and leah made up my bed. i wanted to dance with them, but i couldn't really move. a called at midnight her time, and i mostly remember talking to her. leah had gotten out her guitar and a could hear them all singing indigo girls. so she brought in the new year in philly singing galileo with my friends via celluar connection. it was surreal, and not just cause i was so, so drunk.
i was moving very very carefully when i woke up on the 1st, but i actually felt pretty good. we all sat around the living room eating apple jacks and watching the mummers on tv. eventually we went over to the house of the future to trade 3 bottles of bad wine for a trolley token and headed to center city. we elbowed our way onto the bleachers and saw them in real life. i have a picture, but safari crashes every time i try to rotate it. don't worry. it's not a very good picture. it just proves we were there.
it's like some sort of fiction from my childhood coming true. sure, they're gaudy, wierd, and racist, but i still something about the mummers that i love.
"something." yeah right. we know what it is. it's the sequins.
after we got bored of waiting to see the backs of the big sets, we walked all the way to 2nd st to see a movie. we went to a bar and sat next to an old mummer while we were waiting. there was a tv screen showing the mummers, and there was this huge fishtank behind the bar, and it was all very entrancing. we went to see brokeback mountain, while a very good movie, it was very depressing, and we were all quiet and tired on the ride home.
once home all sorts of interesting people stopped by. friends, family, house of the future... all sorts. we did more kareoke revolution (damn you all! i will NEVER get killing me softly out of my head again!) and played a board game. after all the guests had left we did our final bonding activities: group hair washing
and backrubs from heather
and of course, much more drama than i want to get into. i don't even know what all's going on, but i sure know enough to get myself in trouble. this morning i got an email from ruth, and she too was thinking about last new years. she's done so much in the past year= it seems much farther away for her than for me. still i miss her. i wanna hang out with her drunk in her little jazz club:
why do all the people i love live so far away?
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