At least you got some rest! I've been at work since 6:30 this morning without having gone to sleep last night. I'm pretty tired right now. Gotta go get more caffine!
I have to say that one of my favorite things about NYC is the fact that I never have to worry about driving drunk. Hell I sold my cars. The subway last night was a drunken freakshow.
I spent New Year's Eve looking at Lindsey Lohan's breasts and smoking a fat one with Snoop Dogg. I think that about does it for my New Year's resolutions. I was captaining the upstairs parties for the MTV New Year's Bash, or whatever they called it. Their "Ice Party"...whatever. The "talent's" parties were being held on the 20th, 22nd-25th, and the 29th floor. The 23rd-25th floors were open-air, if that makes any sense. The service bar was on the 24th floor, where Snoop's party was. Lohan was on the 23rd floor. They had this rather rediculously shoddy dressing area for her partitioned off behind and to the left of the staircase, and a big 50-year old guy with a mustache standing guard out front whenever she changed(which was several times.) Trouble is, you can see most of the dressing area from the 24th floor. Now, I swear I wasn't trying to peep...but I wasn't averting my eyes when I walked past either. I just happened to be walking by the stair case to Snoop's party to check on drink orders and just happened to look down at the right time. Sure enough, there were the Lohans, out in the open-air. I didn't get a great view or anything, just enough to tell there was no tan-line and she's gotten way too skinny. Oh, she was drinking and smoking all night, too. Then, to top it all off, and this is the coolest moment of my life thus far. I happened to go to the restroom at just the right time...TWICE. I smoked up with Snoop...TWICE. Which is wrong on so many levels. I'm not even a fan, really. Well, I wasn't before, that is. And let me tell you guys, Snoop smokes some good $hit! I've never even really been into weed. I usually hack uncontrollably after burning my lungs because I do it wrong, and then it never seems to effect me. But when Snoop rolls a fat one, you don't say no. He had these two HUGE zip-lock bags of weed and was rolling these pot cigars. At one point, and only a couple of people can say this now, I smoked a joint rolled AND smoked by Snoop, and then proceeded to hand it off to Ja Rule. I don't even know who the hell Ja Rule is, but I know it's cool to be able to say that. All in all, an amazing night. I got payed to ogle Lindsey Lohan's boobs and smoke out with Snoop Dogg. Happy flippin' New Year's. Snoop is cool...real quiet, almost shy. He called me "nephew", which probably wasn't flattering, but I choose to take it as so. Oh, and Green Day's cool, but their manager's a b****.
I went to Forbiddencities party and had a bad ass time. Got there early so we beat the line. Brought in flasks so we didn't have to pay for the obnoxious $4 beer prices. Spoke and got pics of lots of beautiful ladies. After that left and went to Joia for another private party with drink hook ups. Overall spent $50. Good times.
I played downtown and live near 290 and Antoine. Last night, I avoided all freeways on the way home. I cut through The Heights and took 11th all the way to Hempstead hwy, then took that to Antoine. Took a little longer but there's no way I'm driving on the freeways on NYE.
forbidden city...pft. i knew asian people would come in waves at a time (i'm asian). where ever there's asian people, there's always drama (or cops...)
Speaking of New Years party. I couldn't find my video camara this morning. It turns out that I left it on the bumper of my truck. My Step Daughter drove my truck home as we had 2 vehicles. It actually made it home - 2 miles, including railroad tracks. I hope that is a good omen for 2005.
Must be cuase i had about 3 cameras and 2 phones reported lost this morning at the club. All of them the same story...ummm yeah we were there and i was drunk and i am wondering if you found my phone.
Forbidden City was not that great. The VIP section was kinda stupid because you couldn't see any of the main stage from this area. The drinks in the VIP were free, but you had to wait in a hell of a line to get a chance to order. The highlight of the night was looking at all of the scantily dressed women there. I think the Hoes of Houston were all present and accounted for. By the end of the night, the place was trashed. The floors were muddy and littered with trash. People were slipping and busting their ass and not because they were drunk. All in all I think when an event like this comes back to H-town I will have to pass. The website completely made this event out for something it wasn't.
I'm not lying, guys. I know it sounds rediculous. I don't even believe my luck. Just one of those freak happenings. It's wasted on me, unfortunately. I don't even like Snoop Dogg or Ja Rule. Not that I dislike them, I just don't really listen to their music. I don't even know who Ja Rule is. Oh, and I don't really see the big deal with Lohan. In person, that is. She looks great in pictures, but in person....not so much. Nothing special. I see girls a lot hotter walking down 5th avenue. Lohan's too skinny. I don't know, just my opinion. Oh, and it's not like I got a great view of her breasts or anything. I was above her and to the side...just enough for a glimpse. I posted because I ran out of friends to tell, and it's a fun story to tell. And I figured a lot of folks out there would think it was pretty cool...or complete BS. I was curious. But, believe it or not, it happened. The funniest part of the evening was me and the other three waiters, two of which, like me, are just your run of the mill, average white guys. We're just standing there amongst Snoop Dogg and his "crew", we're dressed all in white with these stupid silver bowties, and we're smoking doobies rolled by Snoop himself. And we're completely geeked, looking at eachother and giggling like idiots. We didn't care that we were supposed to be on the floor. I mean, how often does this kind of **** happen? It was great. Oh, and I don't get the MacBeth reference, although I catch the gist of the meaning. Whatever, guys. It was really freakin' cool, though.
