Yeah, I just got drunk with my parents and their friends. I had a lot of rum & coke. By my third, half my glass was rum. I just finished off the bottle. I was the life of the party. My neighbors’ kids (like late 20s) were like “Do you come home often? You’re awesome!” All kinds of “Mindy, you rock!” comments. Arrr, I’m hardcore. Our party out lasted the kid party down the street.

One of the girls was a blackjack dealer from a casino so I learned to play blackjack from a pro. I changed the rules, though, and made everyone hold their arms up and sing “Hit me baby one more time” Hahaha they did it, too! We had people from my age to 65 and we were all trashed. One guy finally passed out so I wrote “balls” on his forehead like Garden State. Another guy stuffed a 20 in his fly that was partially open and we took pictures. haha he is my dad’s age. My dad won the blackjack pot. We finally decided the winner would be whoever had the most left at 2:30, otherwise it was going to go until 7am or something ridiculous.

This one neighbor came and he drives me insane but I totally owned him. His kids said they loved me. Ha, I know how to handle smart asses. My little brother had friends over, and I scared them to death. The ball dropped, and I said, “umm it’s family tradition, everyone in the house has to hug & kiss” Hehe my mom is a sub for them at school, so they were looking quite panicked. Poor little boys. The looks on their faces were priceless. All the moms said, “damn, you’re good, you know how to drill them.”

The phone rang at 2am-ish, and I answered “Russ McCutchan’s ouse of love” hehe apparently it was my little brother’s new flame that he’d never met in person, so I introduced myself and asked if she was the new one. She said, “Hi, nice to meet you…I don’t know, Kyle, am I?”

So much damn fun and good food. I haven’t been up this late since…I can’t remember. I played a few rounds of pool with myself. I was really proud of a split shot I made.

haha oh yeah, I randomly decided to take a random road off the highway on the way here. Snippy had no faith in my navigation skills, but I’ll be damned if we didn’t make it home. Doing stuff like that is good for your instincts. Makes you trust yourself.

Unlike Jack, I type extremely well when I’m drunk. I rock but you knew that hehe. So OMG best new years ever. The last people didn’t leave until 3 am. We’re hardcore out here in the country. I should sleep now…sun might be up soon. I shall sleep well knowing about 30 people both drunk and completely sober told me I’m fun as hell…you know in a good way.

And question…how much did Ashlee Simpson have to pay to take over Dick Clark’s job??? I saw more of her than Regis and I just kept saying “omg omg wtf wtf you suck you suck dumb bitch” We had to listen to some Sirius country station that rocked during our blackjack breaks and I was totally serenading everyone. I nearly got everyone to sing Kumbaya.