Or maybe I was just really really HONGRY.
Of course pregaming would not be pregaming without, well, pregaming...
And a little dragon dance...
(We stopped in at Chaya in Beverly Hills to wish Meredith a happy birthday.)
Dragon! Rarrr!
And of course Meredith made us really strong vodkie/tonics that I just knew I was going to regret but could not resist drinking. Three of.
We got to the party at Ben's house, high up in the hills, where drinking was in full-swing.
It was a verrrry happy new year.
Jungle Juice is the devil.
I blacked out and do not remember the following:
At 5:13am I awoke on the couch, still at Ben's.
Everyone was gone or asleep. All the lights had been turned out. It was pitch black.
I was filled with horror. I was THAT GUY who passed out at the party.
My designated driver had abandoned me. Katie and Diana were sound asleep outside in their car.
I so didn't want to be THAT GUY in the morning. I had to get out.
So...I pulled a Eugene and stumbled down Benedict Canyon in the dark.
It's not the shortest walk...
In fact, I think I may have beat Eugene trek home from WeHo in total number of miles traveled.
I'm glad you all made it into 2007!!!
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