how was YOUR new year's eve celebration?!

Mine? Great! Wanna know the highlights? Oh there were highlights!

Let me set the stage for you. We were put on the VIP list to a prestigious Hotel party where food and alcohol would NOT be included. This means, we were flaskn' it. I was the only female so of course it was my purse that contained all the booze. This was mistake number ONE! Under no circumstances should I ever be held responsible for pouring drinks. After a half hour and one shot of Jagermeister, I was obliterated. This meant, the drinks got stronger and stiffer! I would stumble into the bathroom, pour the liquor into our diet pops and stumble out.

Highlight #1: Whilst stumbling out of the bathroom a confrontation occurred. These are the events as relayed to me (I don't remember much from this night)

(Dominique runs into two women walking by the bathroom as she stumbles out)
Dominique: Watch out BITCHES!
Two girls: (Look back questioningly and keep walking) (thank god!)
Dominique: (walking up to brad and gigli) Did you see those BITCHES run into me?!
Brad: Sweetheart, you ran into them
Dominique: What?! SCREW YOU!! (flicking him off) Why are you on their side? Gigli, you saw what happened, they ran into me! At least Gigli is on my side! (as i punch Brad in the arm)

Can we say sloppy?

Score _______Rum & Diet Coke ------------ Dominique
__________1 ------------- 0

Highlight #2: Dominique falls on the floor. I seem to hold a record of drunk falls. Always with some assistance. (not just alcohol) This time it was the dance floor not perfectly symmetrical with the carpet. There was a small decline which perpetuated the fall. Luckily Brad was right there to one arm me off the ground as quick as I fell on it. Damn-it I love him. Ego was therefore left intact!

Rum & Diet ------------- Dominique
2 ---------------- 0

Highlight #3: Gigli decides to give Brad and I a huge hug and spills all of his drink down both our sides. From my shoulder to my foot, I was soaked. Thanks Gigli, it WAS you!


Highlight #4: After spilling of drink occurred, apparently some person of the male persuasion touched my arm. This enraged Brad, who was being held back by Gigli as Gigli yelled at him, "it was ME, it was ME!" talking about spilling his drink all over us. It was nothing other than mad confusion but apparently the person touching my arm high tailed it out of there!

Brad and I left at around 12:30 when apparently I parked my ass on the couch with my head hanging in defeat.

The next day was nothing less than the WORST HANGOVER EVER! I spent 9am to 9pm in puke position. Toast = Puke; Water = Puke; Puke = Puke

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!