Fun had by all

And another new year's has come and gone, fun was had by seemingly most, if you can judge by the utter quietude of downtown montreal this morning. I ended up going firstly to the Lesbian House party, which was very enjoyeable, she's still perfectly cool, and quite entertaining among her friends.

Once I had some wine, I had to do some mental gymnastics in order to avoid picturing her and her attractive female ex doing exactly what lesbians do, but I managed. Nicely enough her ex's boyfriend is a pretty cool guy, we see eye to eye on buddhism and tattoos, which is a strange combination of things to see eye to eye on, but I enjoyed. I found out that apparently I"m reminiscent of an old gay friend of Mel's who used her somewhat, in what way wasn't clarified, but I can only assume monetary or emotionally...anyhow it was meant as a positive reference so I take it in stride.

I realize that closing on 9 oclock I don't have my phone, and go into the main hall where my coat hangs from a hook to check and sure enough I've missed a call from Jen. I return it, and find that she's with Rowing friends that I enjoy, and we decide that I'll come to her in a little under 15 minutes. I lose track of time slightly, actually becoming completely engrossed in meeting Buddhist tattoo guy, who despite being in fashion now, passed on a story of walking out of the tattoo parlor when asked to do a derivative asian symbol tattoo. I take another glass of wine, and a really strange drink called "Soho" which is no doubt trendier than anything I've had, its lichi liquor with two lichi floating in it, and keep up the discussion. Before I realize it, it's 10, and I've left Jen waiting, and I have to make my exit.

I actually quite enjoyed meeting mel's friends, they're nice and easy going, no issues with drug use, no issues with tattoos, but now I"m headed to the metro to ping pong to another metro to meet Jen. My brain does the salvation thing, and has me picturing a drunk Jen draped over a monolithic rowing man, but I arrive and of course its nothing of the sort. I join in the drinking game for a bit, albeit while drinking rum and ginger ale (I do not recommend, outside of new years), and enjoy the time, nice to see Jen in person again unquestionably.

We realize its inching closer and closer to midnight and that we do have to get to the Bar before the actual stroke of midnight, otherwise we can start the new years with new friends...ahahah....yea its not that funny.

The bar was originally going to be Le Bifteck, but packed to the rafters with Mcgill students and drunken Bostonians, we go accross the street to Le Pistol. Where we stay until the stroke of midnight, and shortly thereafter part to go back to Jen's for much needed rest/pre-hangover prep. I do the goodguy bits of holding her hair while she pukes, and making sure she takes the contacts out (which may have fed the need to puke...I"m not blameless lol) and we sleep well, and i'm glad that all this has worked out well enough that this is all ok, and no strangeness ensues.

All in all, a quite enjoyable new years if I do say so myself, and I do...so there. 2007.....you're yet another year, will you guys ever stop coming? I hope your...different enough from all the years past that you'll be interesting!