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morslaHappy New Year, everyone :)
A last-minute decision to go out, and an even more last-minute change in plans due to stumbling across some tickets, saw me completely missing the turning of the hour at the Psychonaught/Camilla's NYE party. I lost track of the time when I went inside, figuring that someone would do a countdown of some sort... and then Yasmin came up to me looking surprised, and said "It's 1:30! We missed it!"
Maybe that's the way of it... cursed for our ignorance by the spirit of the season, Dan, Yas & I will be 90 minutes late for everything, over the coming year. If this is the case, I might add "Putting my clocks forward an hour and a half" to my resolutions list...
The night was good fun, except for the part where I sat out with leg cramps for the last hour... I had been dancing for seven hours by that stage, though, so I guess I got my money's worth :P I think I know why the clubs normally close at about five or six in the morning - if you keep going 'til after 7am, it gets kinda painful. Living like a sloth for the last few weeks didn't do me any favours, either... one extreme to another...
I managed to completey destroy the innersoles in both boots, too - impressive, as it meas I put enough pressure on a shock-absorbing gel to cause them to rupture. Apparently ten-up steelcaps aren't designed for that amount of bouncing around :D
The only really disappointing part of the night was the reactions from about half the people I talked to. Sure, you may not really feel like a long conversaiton with a complete stranger, but that's no reason to treat them like they have three heads and some kind of nassty disease. Last I checked, politeness was still free...
Must go and stretch a bit, now. In about 28 hours,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
delphaeus comes over and we head out dancing all over again... I'm in a "test to destruction" kind of mood, I guess :)
A last-minute decision to go out, and an even more last-minute change in plans due to stumbling across some tickets, saw me completely missing the turning of the hour at the Psychonaught/Camilla's NYE party. I lost track of the time when I went inside, figuring that someone would do a countdown of some sort... and then Yasmin came up to me looking surprised, and said "It's 1:30! We missed it!"
Maybe that's the way of it... cursed for our ignorance by the spirit of the season, Dan, Yas & I will be 90 minutes late for everything, over the coming year. If this is the case, I might add "Putting my clocks forward an hour and a half" to my resolutions list...
The night was good fun, except for the part where I sat out with leg cramps for the last hour... I had been dancing for seven hours by that stage, though, so I guess I got my money's worth :P I think I know why the clubs normally close at about five or six in the morning - if you keep going 'til after 7am, it gets kinda painful. Living like a sloth for the last few weeks didn't do me any favours, either... one extreme to another...
"...In chaos and riots, the screech of machines
No right and no wrong and no in between
Fall one by one, the queen to her fool
Dos dedos mis amigos - everything's cool
Everything's... "
No right and no wrong and no in between
Fall one by one, the queen to her fool
Dos dedos mis amigos - everything's cool
Everything's... "
I managed to completey destroy the innersoles in both boots, too - impressive, as it meas I put enough pressure on a shock-absorbing gel to cause them to rupture. Apparently ten-up steelcaps aren't designed for that amount of bouncing around :D
The only really disappointing part of the night was the reactions from about half the people I talked to. Sure, you may not really feel like a long conversaiton with a complete stranger, but that's no reason to treat them like they have three heads and some kind of nassty disease. Last I checked, politeness was still free...
Must go and stretch a bit, now. In about 28 hours,
delphaeus comes over and we head out dancing all over again... I'm in a "test to destruction" kind of mood, I guess :)
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Date: 2003-12-31 10:42 pm (UTC)Should I tell Dephaeus to wear her own clothes? I miss my skirt. *sniff*
So we (being the carload of people) might see you wandering the city somewhere...
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Date: 2004-01-01 12:03 am (UTC)Very cool - would be great to see you. I'll be the one with blue glowsticks & reflective stuff, walking with the oh-my-god-I'm-weary kind of limp... :P
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Date: 2004-01-01 02:22 am (UTC)Damn I 'should' have made those silver vinyl cat ears.
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Date: 2004-01-01 02:52 am (UTC)The package of glowsticks is great. I was going to be red, tomorrow, but I'm having too much fun with blue at the moment. Maybe next time...
I don't have any!
Date: 2004-01-01 02:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-01 12:23 am (UTC)