Happy 2005!

Let me start off by wishing everyone a Happy New Year. I hope everyone had a safe and enjoyable night.

Having spent two days recovering from New Year's Eve, I am once again coherent and bodily functions are once again in my control. Let me tell you, Raspberry Smirnoff and I will not be reacquainting for a loooooong time. It's been quite some time since that much booze has made it down the hatch. Usually, when I drink half as much as I did New Year's Eve, the rest ends up on me, the closest person, the floor, the table, anywhere but down my throat. I guess my hand-to-mouth coordination was optimal for ringing in 2005. Needless to say, I had fun...from what I do remember.

After the partying ended, we all stumbled back to our hotel room. But not before I acquired my usual case of drunk dialing. Sorry to everyone I called and slurred annoyingly to. Just know that you are important enough for me to remember to call you and I did mean well!

Back to the hotel room...as you now know from the previous post, I am a closet exhibitionist. Just add booze and you have a wonderful recipe for coming out of the closet. Apparently, I thought it would be fun to change in front of my friends. Now this wouldn't be such a problem if one of them was not my good GUY friend who had an uncontrollable (and quite obvious) habit of staring at my breasts. So there I am, adding fuel to the fire and taking my clothes off. Lovely. And to make matters worse, he brought his video camera with him! I'm not sure if or what he taped of my little show but I really wish I would've kept it in the closet! I guess it could've been worse...I could've not remembered taking my clothes off AND having drunken sex (hey, it happens to the best of us!).

To top it all off, my best friend and partner in drunken crime was not there to celebrate with me. When we get together, we can make watching paint dry fun. What a bummer! I guess it was for the best. Breast exposure and fondling each other would've just gotten us into more trouble on the streets of Ft. Myers! But there's always next year!