new years eve 99/00

i remember being super depressed around that time. I think it goes in 10 year cycles because i'm feeling that way again.

not worth going out here. every asshole and lunatic comes out tonight and you can't move in pubs.

i'm happy here getting slowly drunkered and playing minecraft and belittling people on facebook.

back in 99/2000 I can recall nearly completing the first Sonic game that came out on Dreamcast with a buddy... we played until about 3am, forgot about new years itself, and realized the world had not ended. So we shot some fireworks from Missouri. One went straight for my temple and nearly killed me. Good times.

after my first semester of college, spent the night with a super hot chick, the hottest chick i've ever dated.

soon after, she dumped me. heard now she is a little unbalanced and nutty but still super hot.

oh... i remember besides being depressed. I went to a small new years get together with some people I didn't know. They ended up being my closest friends to this day.

I was hanging out with a friend. I don't remember that much from it. I think we played some games.

I do remember that it was the loudest and meanest firework I had ever witnessed.

EDIT: For some weird reasons I remember what my computer specs were...

Pentium II - 266 Mhz, 176 mb ram (odd number, I know but I had some extra ram installed), 4 gb hdd, Voodoo Banshee 16 mb ram, Sound Blaster Live, 2.1 Creative Speakers... Oh yeah...

I think it was my first NYE in NYC.

I must have hung out at someone's apartment or something.

I've been in NYC 11 years and never had a realistic urge to hang out in Times Square. Fuck all that mess.

I think I went to a shit holiday party with my mom and step dad.

It was really

it could have been a specific house party at friends which happened to be one of the best parties i can count on one hand. if not that party i'm not quite sure...

tried my hand at watercolour painting, was shit at it, cast a shadow over the whole decade really

i was chilling on irc, in a trailer home on top of a mountain, deep in new england.

I had the flu that New Years. I was puking all night with a high fever, delirious - the walls were screaming. I had a cold sweat and was on a futon covered in blankets. I was sure that I was dying.

That convinced me to get flu shots every year - haven't had the flu since.

I had my flight delayed by about 12 hours coming back from skiing with the family in Canada. Literally went straight to work in a restaurant (got paid shit loads) until 3am then went to a house party where I ended up taxi-ing people home until 7am. So aside from being knackered from the holiday, I was up for nearly 3 days and surviving on red bull.

I earned a shitload of money working from 1900-0100. It was an extra shift in case some 2000 bug hit one of our customer's systems. Nothing happened. Then I went to a party.

  On 12/31/2010 at 5:04 PM, mrx said:

i went over to my friend's house and we played rush 2 on his n64. I think we also watched the matrix on his brand new compaq presario desktop :sup:

i'm watching the matrix right now. 2011, yay

All I remember was that I was at home with my parents and that I had my PC turned on before the midnight and even after it. Both times working perfectly without any sign of a massive worldwide collapse in it.

i was in bed with flu

not man flu

proper flu

fuck that

I cant even remember that far back in detail

was 14, went to a pub with my parents, boring

  On 1/1/2011 at 3:12 AM, chaosmachine said:

i was chilling on irc, in a trailer home on top of a mountain, deep in new england.

oh my god, that sounds so wonderful. did you have bookshelves? and was it dimly lit? Did the sun illuminate dust particles during midday, in which the humm of your computer's ventilation fans would contrast against the sound of wind outside? *jizz@owningComputersInThe90sInNewEngland**

I'm a thread killer. I admit it.

was in london with my gf (still with her to this day), my brother, my father and his gf (not together anymore) and her 2 daughters. was mostly boring, i was trying to get drunk on cider. i was 19.

  On 1/1/2011 at 3:10 AM, fondles the cat said:

tried my hand at watercolour painting, was shit at it, cast a shadow over the whole decade really

heheheehehe this tickles me