<p>After waffling about the party and telling pretty much everyone that I wasn’t going to go, I went. Well, first I drove up to Nederland and dropped off some tasty liquids and took a shower, then drove up to Fort Collins, where I hung out with Andy for a while. His new place is pretty neat, but the cats have it pretty well stinked up now. Need to change the litterbox x.x There was shopping, and then there was eating, and finally there was putting together prefab furniture and jury-rigged pedestal beds. </p>
<p>After futzing around for a while, we finally decided to head over to T’s, where we were promptly assaulted by several gay boys. A good deal of the people there were.. well, completely sloshed. Brian was mixing this vaguely blue drink from distilled spirits that tasted like blue-raspberry rubbing alcohol, and people were doing shots of vodka with orange-juice chasers. After the ball-drop, about a quarter of the party, most of whom I didn’t know, left, only to be replaced by another group, already drunk. </p>
<p>I had about half of a Blue Paddle which was pretty tasty, if kinda dry, before I was informed that I was DDing. I handed the beer off to Andy and switched to Dr. Pepper, walking around to try and meet people, which is much easier to do when both parties involved are either both tipsy or both sober. Eventually I just alternated between hanging out in the kitchen and watching with awe as people seemed to get even MORE drunk, and hanging out in the basement with Meg, who was wearing her gay Klingon shirt (mupwI’ yI’uchtaH!) and quite red in the face. </p>
<p>When I found Andy again, he had taken a turn for the worse, and was on his second of Brian’s drinks. Luckily, he’s pretty big and was holding up fairly well, considering. We sat on the couch upstairs with Meg and had various drunken twinks sprawl across our collective lap for a few minutes before staggering off again, coming back, and reintroducing themselves, showing us their battle wounds again (doorknobs are a bitch when you’re drunk). After a while, at about 2:30, I urged Meg and Andy out to Andy’s car so I could drive them home. Meg thanked me for about five minutes straight once we got to her house before we could get away, then staggered off.</p>
<p>We spent the night at Andy’s new place despite the iffy bed. We stayed up for a bit watching the South Park Movie before we passed out. Or.. well.. Andy dozed off, and I lay there, not being able to breathe. Eventually, that settled more specifically into my sinuses, which means it was probably mildew of some sort and I may be in for a few days of fun.</p>
<p>Nothing I didn’t want to happen happened, but I’m sure - as I always am - that I was a horrible person to be sleeping with, but it was a nice intermission to my rather lonely break to be affectionate for a little bit. I eventually made it home safe, with the aid of some strong mocha, almond-poppyseed bread, and Advil Cold&Sinus. Mom and I were going to go out for sushi and a movie, but we were both too tired for the movie (and I accidentally spent a little too long hanging out with a nice fox), so we just had sushi, came home, and passed out.</p>
<p>I’m starting to get tired again, with the addition of a headache, so I might go lie down for a while</p>
