happy new year

[ada]

We welcomed in 2007 with a gentle smoke on the balcony as we nursed hangovers and dreamed of a bright future.

The detrius that was 2006 was already behind us, as ephemeral as last night's pyrotechnics that lit the Harbour while Paris partied on Richard Branson's luxury yacht.

We went low key; champagne in the park. Packs of kids, having played cricket all afternoon, ran riot around the bushes with flashing red devil horns on their heads.

Near the port-a-loos a female couple were locked in an MDMA embrace; a teenage girl vomited in the bushes with four hours to go. A group of people behind us had pulled out a guitar and were singing islander songs.

Around the harbour, on boats and in private parties around the city the wait was on.

Haunted by th ghosts of New Years' Eves past, the good, the bad and the ugly, we counted down till the night sky exploded in a riot of colour and the year turned. A giant illuminated coat hanger hung off the Bridge. So very Sydney; an in-joke.

Then, just like that,  it was 2007. And so we hurtle on towards oblivion....

[pianowolfi]

Yeah yeah , new years.... What should paris' parties mean to me? Since weeks I wasn't interested in watching TV. What should all that matter to me? In contrast to many years before where I couldn't get enough from hanging around in front of it. Also smoking does not interest me, I can't stand smoke currently.  I prefer to drink my Champaign inside my flat. I though feel very much with that girl who vomited , since I know how awkward that can be. Guitar songs always made me very sad so probably i would have tried to escape from that...

And explosions also don't interest me at the time. Why should i invest any energies into a substitute orgasm when I can get a real one?  All that these explosions can cause is an ear damage or even burns. So I avoid getting outside.
 Happy new year ada!

Praise the pasta

[ada]

Meiner Lieber Pianowolfi

Paris was like the biggest thing to happen down under since, well, she graced us with her presence at the Melbourne Cup.

What else would the papers have to fill their pages with at this time, now that Shane Warne has announced his retirement and poor old Saddam is history?

Paris blowing air kisses at Sydney Airport ... Paris taking a shower at Bondi ... Paris goes shopping in Oxford Street ... Paris flogs a new beer brand ... Paris inflicts herself on sick kiddies at the children's hospital ... Paris parties at Soho with a brunette wig (but I recognised you Paris ha!) ... Paris leaves half a hamburger at Hugos (scraps coming soon on eBay) ... yup, that's me, your Paris Hilton correspondent from down under.

Yeah yeah new years eve is naff and all that but you gotta do it, don't you?

Hail the Flying Spaghetti Monster in 2007.

(Does this mean you have joined the Holy Church of the Pastafarians? Oooh please wolfi tell me we can count you among our growing membership  )

[pianowolfi]

Meine liebe ada!

Well, my relation to pasta is long and delightful already. 

Yummy!!! *eats pasta*

[ihatepop]

Mmmm....pasta.....

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