Mm, I hope your gf isn't hurt in any way? I suppose not, or you would have mentioned it I guess. And the car, how about that? Perte totale (=total loss) or still ok? It's amazing how really small crashes can completely wreck a car.
Anyway, have fun eating and drinking and passing out. 
I myself am, believe it or not, completely and utterly sober. Haven't touched a drop of alcohol. Didn't feel like it, didn't round up the usual drinking buddies either. Just spent some chill quiet time at a mate's place with pizza's, games and movies. Anyway, On new year's eve busses and trams drive all night long (on regular days they don't between 1-5 or summit). I have to take a tram and a bus to get home from Antwerp. So, I leave around 2.30AM and get on my tram, and what's the first freaking thing I meet? A completely wasted 16-yr old moron yakking away against the tram driver. Not being aggressive or something, but talking way too loud and shit, you know. After a while I (politely) ask him to sit down on his place and he does so, no harm done. Then, 2 minutes later, the tram stops cos there's an ambulance in front of a kebab bar blocking its tracks. While the medics are working their mojo on presumably some ppl inside, a guy gets on the tram bleeding heavily in his face and with blood all over his training vest. The girl behind me asks him if he's ok and he starts saying that he's not really, and makes the sign that inside the bar someone got gutted. So, we tell him he'd better get in the freaking ambulance and so he does. Meanwhile, the drunk ass is yelling goddamn loud "COME ON, MOVE IT!!" over and over again. Which was physically impossible with the tracks blocked, of course. Anyway, the ambulance lets the tram pass and we ride on, leaving the murder (?) scene behind. 5 minutes later, the loud-ass wuss barfs all over the tram floor. Saw that coming of course. But, he was at the other end of the tram so I got spared the sight or stench, mwuha. He shut up completely after that, too. Two stops later the driver stops, gets out of her booth, opens a part of the tram and gets out...sand. I've driven trams for an eternity now and I never knew wtf was in that thing, and apparently it's barf-covering sand. She starts making smalltalk with me as she's taking out sand with her hands, obviously trying to persuade me into joining her bringing sand and covering the barf with it, a hint I conveniently misunderstood. Barfer gets off (yay), oon comes a 15-yr old girl, her sister/friend and their mom and they start blowing a freaking whistle they brought from somewhere. And I mean repeatdly. Argh. I asked them to stop once and they did for a while but start again a bit later...but since I'm not going to make a scene for a whistle and my stop was near I decided to put up with it.
I get to my bus now, and already was getting pissed off at what I'd have to endure on that ride. But it was completely and totally flawless and awesome. Just about everyone had a seat, no overcrowding, no ridiculously drunk kids, no troublemakers. I even had a couple of pretty hot lesbian teens make out in the seat in front of me.
And my seat was slightly higher so I had a superb angled view. Made up for all that other shit, my own personal softcore show. There were still a lot of problems with bus n00bs, ppl that don't ever take the bus except for on NY's eve, but only minor. Then I got here, couldn't sleep because of all the sugar I drunk/ate and started ranting on the forums. Blech.
but i do that often enough.
Then drank some more, smoked some of what J should have been having, and drank some more...everyone else passed out while I'm here, posting about stuff. Thinking about cracking another beer and maybe smoking some more. My new year's was spent at home, but I'm fucked up and happy, so who can complain. heheh. Happy 2005 everybody!
it's all really hard to judge at the moment!
