1st memorable NYE–1980?: My friends mom bought us a bottle of cheap pink champagne (remember Andre?) and we drank it all and puked behind a big houseplant. No idea what happened to the puke.
1999: Hung out with Z and Z at home. We drank champagne and lit fireworks hoarded from July 4th. They were 8 and 10. Don’t worry, I drank most of the wine. They just lit the fireworks.
2003: Stood in a long ass line waiting to get a drink before the clock struck 12. When it did, some random woman came and cut me off and smooched my brand-new husband of 2 months right in front of me and left lipstick all down his neck.
Just a few tidbits to get you ready for amateur night on the town.
Have fun and be safe!