The Aftermath

So, two days later, here's the breakdown as best I can remember.
My birthday started properly, at 1 in the morning. Carl took me to Falstaffs (well, Ellen drove, but Carl bought the liquor), and I had a couple of poorly made drinks. This only serves to reinforce my impression that bars are places that I will never spend a great deal of my time in.
I slept until 1:15 in the afternoon, which made me exceedingly unhappy as it meant I had wasted almost half of the day. Also people had been calling me since 11, and my parents had refused to wake me.
I called everyone to my house and we did nothing. Some LAN games were played, but due to the network's bitchy attitude not everyone could partake. I suggested a trip to the store to use some of the money I discovered I had on Christmas.
The definate high point of the shopping trip was my purchase of both Cossacks II and the Cossacks Anthology, which I have been searching without much effort for over the years.
I kicked all my friends out arounf 7:30, and had din with the family. After that, the game was on. I recieved a 26er of Stoly from both Carl and Wolfgang, a 26er of Absolut form Massimo, and a 26er of Ketel 1 from Brendan. I left the foursome cooling in the snow and went with various people on pillaging runs of the local variety stores for things like Orange Juice and plastic cups (Goodtime Goblets).
I'm getting tired now, so here's a summary of important points. Evan shows up with this girl who it turns out is good friends with a girl I hooked up with at Sears a couple of years ago. We all get pretty thoroughly soused pretty quickly. All of a sudden (to me) Carl is leaving the studio with her and takes Wolfgang's coat. He assures me he won't be smoking in it. It takes a minute for this to resonate properly in my mind. A few minutes later Wolfgang is flipping out about his coat. We go to find Carl. He and the girl are in the parking lot across from my house. I go over to them and tell him I need the coat, but that he can have mine instead. He tells me not to bother and leaves. Then she jumps me. What can I say? I have this effect on slutty girls everywhere. The only thing that got me out of that parking lot was Claudio driving into it and nearly hitting me. After that I felt guilty that Evan had brought a girl to a party only to have her jump on every other eligable guy there (including Ben, although he spurned her advances), so I told her to fuck off.
Shortly after that Petker Minor showed up and gave me DJ Shadow's "The Private Press". Enough said.
The Aftermath:
I ended up sick. I hope sincerely that it was due to the ammount of time I spent outside without a coat, rather than my activities in the parking lot.
Evan ended up going home with the girl anyway, it had been her plan all along to stay at his place. He railed her multiple times on his couch and then his mom found a broken condom on the floor of his kitchen the next day.
That's it really. Now I'm going to end this and conserve my strength for New Years.