IT'S A NEW EFFING YEAR
I wake up at 12pm.
In the living room I clear out some detritus from last nights THC overload.
The Ugly Betty marathon is cycling through again so I rewatch the Holiday Photo Shoot For Mode Magazine episode again.
And the Halloween episode. That guy that likes Betty at her job is way cooler than her loser boyfriend.
Carson comes down with a fresh face and headache.
I look for tylenol, or advil and find yellow and red pills in an unmarked bottle.
It's suspicious.
Red shows up for Boyf, she wants to cut his hair, he's passed out.
She leaves.
Boyf stumbles downstairs in a vintage pink t-shirt with penguins on it, and brown trousers with a blue pinstripe, cut off at the bottom.
Weed is smoked.
Carson's friend Phish comes over. She has a Phish tote bag and super grey ringed eyes, and beautiful hair that looks almost wiglike in the way it's perched on her head.
Agent and me and Carson and Phish go for brunch at 4pm, JJ is there, he's a waitor and he hooks us up.
Agent's caramel milkshake is totally gnarly. So sweet and thick.
I get plain turkey.
Boyf calls, he says he found a good party, it's at D's house.
It's so cold outside. And overcast. I'm glad this year is ending with its cold and its overcastness.
We walk home.
Boyf got a hair cut and it looks rounder.
They start smoking pot and buy some pot to make cookies.
I take a few tequila shots and then Agent buys some champagne, we swig and swill it.
Pony shows up. He runs down his list of engagements for the evening:
Juanita More
Tiger Beat party
Carson calls Maggie, turns out she's going to the same party. It's on 22nd.
At 10 put on my tuxedo printed shirt and black jeans and suspenders. Brown knee high socks and fancy black shoes.
Carson puts on a vintage remake of a forties teal dress, back combs her hair, and paints on some glamygold glitter
under each eye.
I curl lashes, apply mascara, and a pat of pink powder under my eye.
Boyf puts on a vintagey creamy green cardigan with black detailing, a black polo shirt and brown boots,
I tell him to roll up his denim just a little more.
I'm all
I think those boots make your outfit really Mission Hipster
He's all
"I don't care as long as it looks good"
Boyf packs up his cookies, peanut butter and fudge. I taste, just to taste, and they are amazing. Really peanut buttery.
I take a few more shots of tequila and we head out.
Agent's going to the Haight.
It's not that cold. On 22nd we see people outside and apartment.
As we get closer it becomes clear that this is a QUEER party. It's pretty dykey.
Right when we walk up so does Maggie. She's got on a vintage dress, tall heels, and a tall bouffant. She's totally giving severe 50's housewife.
We climb the steep stairs and settle in a brightly lit hallway.
Boyf and Carson are totally stoned.
The hallway is awkward. I half recognize several people who walk by.
This is so awkward. The bright light, despite the tequila I'm not drunk enough.
I look at my phone. It's 11:50.
I'm all
Hey everyone it's 11:50 We have ten minutes
I yell it up and down the hall.
No one seems to notice.
Astrid shows up and we head to the kitchen to look for liquer. There isn't any, and it's so hot because there's a heater in the hall right outside the kitchen.
We go back to the hallway.
People are dancing in a darkened living room where a dj is set up.
D walks by and I'm all smiles and happy handshakes. He's all
"We're going to my room, it's in the back"
Um. Ok.
It's 11:55 and I'm all
Hey everyone we have five minutes. Just five minutes till the new year.
Still nothing.
Boyf brought pocket liquer, me and Astrid shoot some vodka.
She ate a pot cookie but it didn't hit yet.
I look at my phone and it's midnight and several seconds.
I'm all
IT'S MIDNIGHT. HAAPPEEE NEW YEARS. HAAPPEEE NEW YEARS.
Some folks whoop, most don't say anything.
AWKWARD.
Astrid and I climb back down the stairs and head to mission street for liquer.
We pass The Bar on mission. There are crowds on the streets.
I buy tequila and Astrid gets Tecate.
She takes a picture of me taking my first sip of the new year.
I take one of her.
We deem 2007 "ALOCHOL ADVENTURE"
At the party Boyf and Carson have come outside. We sit on a curb and they smoke and eat more cookies.
We notice that the music coming from the party is the same set that we just heard at midnight.
I get a call from Cupcake. Him and Alice, Vanderbuilt, Rchrd Oh?!, Sleezey, and Quake are just a few blocks away, and they're walking up to 16th for a party.
I rush off to meet them leaving Boyf, and Carson on the front steps.
I have trouble finding the bar they're at then I spot Rchrd Oh?! riding away on his scooter.
I sneak up on Cupcake and hug him from behind.
Alice is with him. We catch up to Vanderbuilt and Sleezey. He's wearing a carboard gold New Year's hat.
We hoof it to the party.
Rchrd Oh?! calls and says to say we are with him when we get there.
I'm all
If we have to pay the cover I'm going home. I am so broke.
I swig from my flask.
At the party Vanderbuilt and me squeeze by the front door just behind Sleezey, because he's dj-ing.
I get the feeling that he doesn't like me.
But I'm paranoid drunk.
I go to the bathroom with Vanderbuilt and Alice, we gossip in a stall. About our friends.
I get paranoid again, anyone could be listening.
We have an ILOVEYOUGUYSSOGLADIKNOWYOUTHISYEARHASBEENGREAT moment.
In the hall way I see Rchrd Oh?! going upstairs with Quake and Sleezey. I follow
Rchrd Oh?! introduces me to Quake.
They are looking for smoking on the roof.
The building is mostly empty, it feels like being in a school after it closes.
I'm designing bandannas for Quake's band so we chat it up and he gets me a drink.
I dance to a song or two and bounce.
I have to get to my neighbor's after party.
It's gotten colder, and my peacoat, though goodlooking is not protecting against the New Year chill.
Astrid is on the couch. In the time that I went to 16th street and walked home she managed to
go to the Knock Out and left.
There is a bong being lit.
I gather the forces and we head next door.
Corncob is asleep when we get there, and not many people are there.
We sit in the upstairs office most of the time.
Different lesbians come and go, say hello and goodbye.
I go home, because I can't sit here anymore.
Agent has a party in his room. I chat it up with his friend that is starting at the salon on Weds.
I gossip with him. I say too much. The tequila working magic on me.
Boyf and Carson come back but I go to bed. I can't stay awake any longer.
I think it is 5am. I think.
Falling asleep I start to take inventory of the past year and outline some hopes for the future but the room spins
and I pass out.
In the living room I clear out some detritus from last nights THC overload.
The Ugly Betty marathon is cycling through again so I rewatch the Holiday Photo Shoot For Mode Magazine episode again.
And the Halloween episode. That guy that likes Betty at her job is way cooler than her loser boyfriend.
Carson comes down with a fresh face and headache.
I look for tylenol, or advil and find yellow and red pills in an unmarked bottle.
It's suspicious.
Red shows up for Boyf, she wants to cut his hair, he's passed out.
She leaves.
Boyf stumbles downstairs in a vintage pink t-shirt with penguins on it, and brown trousers with a blue pinstripe, cut off at the bottom.
Weed is smoked.
Carson's friend Phish comes over. She has a Phish tote bag and super grey ringed eyes, and beautiful hair that looks almost wiglike in the way it's perched on her head.
Agent and me and Carson and Phish go for brunch at 4pm, JJ is there, he's a waitor and he hooks us up.
Agent's caramel milkshake is totally gnarly. So sweet and thick.
I get plain turkey.
Boyf calls, he says he found a good party, it's at D's house.
It's so cold outside. And overcast. I'm glad this year is ending with its cold and its overcastness.
We walk home.
Boyf got a hair cut and it looks rounder.
They start smoking pot and buy some pot to make cookies.
I take a few tequila shots and then Agent buys some champagne, we swig and swill it.
Pony shows up. He runs down his list of engagements for the evening:
Juanita More
Tiger Beat party
Carson calls Maggie, turns out she's going to the same party. It's on 22nd.
At 10 put on my tuxedo printed shirt and black jeans and suspenders. Brown knee high socks and fancy black shoes.
Carson puts on a vintage remake of a forties teal dress, back combs her hair, and paints on some glamygold glitter
under each eye.
I curl lashes, apply mascara, and a pat of pink powder under my eye.
Boyf puts on a vintagey creamy green cardigan with black detailing, a black polo shirt and brown boots,
I tell him to roll up his denim just a little more.
I'm all
I think those boots make your outfit really Mission Hipster
He's all
"I don't care as long as it looks good"
Boyf packs up his cookies, peanut butter and fudge. I taste, just to taste, and they are amazing. Really peanut buttery.
I take a few more shots of tequila and we head out.
Agent's going to the Haight.
It's not that cold. On 22nd we see people outside and apartment.
As we get closer it becomes clear that this is a QUEER party. It's pretty dykey.
Right when we walk up so does Maggie. She's got on a vintage dress, tall heels, and a tall bouffant. She's totally giving severe 50's housewife.
We climb the steep stairs and settle in a brightly lit hallway.
Boyf and Carson are totally stoned.
The hallway is awkward. I half recognize several people who walk by.
This is so awkward. The bright light, despite the tequila I'm not drunk enough.
I look at my phone. It's 11:50.
I'm all
Hey everyone it's 11:50 We have ten minutes
I yell it up and down the hall.
No one seems to notice.
Astrid shows up and we head to the kitchen to look for liquer. There isn't any, and it's so hot because there's a heater in the hall right outside the kitchen.
We go back to the hallway.
People are dancing in a darkened living room where a dj is set up.
D walks by and I'm all smiles and happy handshakes. He's all
"We're going to my room, it's in the back"
Um. Ok.
It's 11:55 and I'm all
Hey everyone we have five minutes. Just five minutes till the new year.
Still nothing.
Boyf brought pocket liquer, me and Astrid shoot some vodka.
She ate a pot cookie but it didn't hit yet.
I look at my phone and it's midnight and several seconds.
I'm all
IT'S MIDNIGHT. HAAPPEEE NEW YEARS. HAAPPEEE NEW YEARS.
Some folks whoop, most don't say anything.
AWKWARD.
Astrid and I climb back down the stairs and head to mission street for liquer.
We pass The Bar on mission. There are crowds on the streets.
I buy tequila and Astrid gets Tecate.
She takes a picture of me taking my first sip of the new year.
I take one of her.
We deem 2007 "ALOCHOL ADVENTURE"
At the party Boyf and Carson have come outside. We sit on a curb and they smoke and eat more cookies.
We notice that the music coming from the party is the same set that we just heard at midnight.
I get a call from Cupcake. Him and Alice, Vanderbuilt, Rchrd Oh?!, Sleezey, and Quake are just a few blocks away, and they're walking up to 16th for a party.
I rush off to meet them leaving Boyf, and Carson on the front steps.
I have trouble finding the bar they're at then I spot Rchrd Oh?! riding away on his scooter.
I sneak up on Cupcake and hug him from behind.
Alice is with him. We catch up to Vanderbuilt and Sleezey. He's wearing a carboard gold New Year's hat.
We hoof it to the party.
Rchrd Oh?! calls and says to say we are with him when we get there.
I'm all
If we have to pay the cover I'm going home. I am so broke.
I swig from my flask.
At the party Vanderbuilt and me squeeze by the front door just behind Sleezey, because he's dj-ing.
I get the feeling that he doesn't like me.
But I'm paranoid drunk.
I go to the bathroom with Vanderbuilt and Alice, we gossip in a stall. About our friends.
I get paranoid again, anyone could be listening.
We have an ILOVEYOUGUYSSOGLADIKNOWYOUTHISYEARHASBEENGREAT moment.
In the hall way I see Rchrd Oh?! going upstairs with Quake and Sleezey. I follow
Rchrd Oh?! introduces me to Quake.
They are looking for smoking on the roof.
The building is mostly empty, it feels like being in a school after it closes.
I'm designing bandannas for Quake's band so we chat it up and he gets me a drink.
I dance to a song or two and bounce.
I have to get to my neighbor's after party.
It's gotten colder, and my peacoat, though goodlooking is not protecting against the New Year chill.
Astrid is on the couch. In the time that I went to 16th street and walked home she managed to
go to the Knock Out and left.
There is a bong being lit.
I gather the forces and we head next door.
Corncob is asleep when we get there, and not many people are there.
We sit in the upstairs office most of the time.
Different lesbians come and go, say hello and goodbye.
I go home, because I can't sit here anymore.
Agent has a party in his room. I chat it up with his friend that is starting at the salon on Weds.
I gossip with him. I say too much. The tequila working magic on me.
Boyf and Carson come back but I go to bed. I can't stay awake any longer.
I think it is 5am. I think.
Falling asleep I start to take inventory of the past year and outline some hopes for the future but the room spins
and I pass out.
ya should have stayed at sleazy's party. I arrived at 3am and that is when the party fa realz got started!!!
Posted by
Unknown |
6:32 PM
hahaha "phish," she'll love that. xoxox
Posted by
Gina Abelkop |
12:02 AM
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