next year

its next year. my new years was fun. nothing happening until around 22h30. the german chicks i had planned to go drinking with ditched me, or maybe i ditched them - not really sure. latched onto a group headed for northbridge, 10 mins walk from here - many people and stages of performers in the street. for half an hour i was faced with the bizarre prospect of reaching new years sober and with only red bull in me (I'd had beers in the afternoon and at lunchtime but they had long worn off). Luckily we ended up in some club where i pounded large amounts of vodka to make me drunk. threw another redbull into the mix around 23h40, fired party poppers. eventually moved to another club with a longer queue and a cover charge (the two german chicks appeared at that point and said we should not go, but the sydney chick i was following said we should so I did). more vodka. some dancing, some dancing on stage blocks. eventually sydney chick disappeared (~05h00) presumably from getting tired of me trying to snog her. i wandered back to the hostel to find the german chicks on the internet in the lobby (the blonde one is more commsjunkie than I am it seems). they were teasing some other dude, saying that the dark haired one was really german, but that the blonde one (who was clearly typing in German) was swedish. not sure why. went to bed. slept 2.5h then stumbled down to the kitchen for my free breakfast of toast and vegemite (x3 slices). japanese girls who had also been out with us until ~01h00 awake already. and thats the end of my new year.