how about the worst new years story?
called four different people, all of them said they'd call when they found a party.
two hours later and somehow no one's called. i go over to my boy's house and begin to drink with him.
one of my contacts calls, and says his parents are out.
we don't really like him, but he is rich. outrageously rich. and his house shows it.
we go there.
he tells us on the way there that although his parents aren't there at that moment, they're coming home at 2. gay.
we watch a movie because we can't do crazy shit in this rich kid's house like we planned because his parents are getting back.
the movie sucks.
i fall asleep in the middle.
we made up for it the next day though... figured as long as we had a shitty new years eve we might as well have one helluva new years day, so we started drinking at 3 and things were good.