What are you doing New Year's Eve?

[Gustaf]

I have a semi-organized event at my home. How do you count that?

(especially since it might be followed by joining a somewhat more organized event at somebody else's place.

[Gustaf]

I'd like to make use of the kiss emoticon an infractable offense. *shudders*

[Gustaf]

I had a great party, but the cleaning up is taken forever. I'm also a little bit pissed at one of my friends who insisted on opening the enormous bottle of fake champagne that I had purchased. After midnight. As I suspected I will now have to pour most of it into the sink.

[Gustaf]

Fake as in non-alcoholic? If so, who cares?

If fake as in "Brut" or "sparkling wine", but still booze: crucify the bastard!

Or you could just drink it, flat or not.

I think your first two lines sort of answer themselves (fake as in not being from Champagne, that is). I'm not personally a big fan of that sort of drink, so I'm not going to down a liter of it in my present state...that's life I guess. So it goes.

What annoys me is that out of all the things that I have to deal with today this was the one I actually foresaw on the night itself and tried to prevent. To which he said that I shouldn't be a cheap bastard, which annoyed me, both because that wasn't the reason (I had bought it to give to people at the party, I just didn't like wasting it) and because I fricking paid for everyone's food and was offering fine whisky and port.

Anyway, that was my rant. I have to do more cleaning now...

[Gustaf]

Fake as in non-alcoholic? If so, who cares?

If fake as in "Brut" or "sparkling wine", but still booze: crucify the bastard!

Or you could just drink it, flat or not.

I think your first two lines sort of answer themselves (fake as in not being from Champagne, that is). I'm not personally a big fan of that sort of drink, so I'm not going to down a liter of it in my present state...that's life I guess. So it goes.

What annoys me is that out of all the things that I have to deal with today this was the one I actually foresaw on the night itself and tried to prevent. To which he said that I shouldn't be a cheap bastard, which annoyed me, both because that wasn't the reason (I had bought it to give to people at the party, I just didn't like wasting it) and because I fricking paid for everyone's food and was offering fine whisky and port.

Anyway, that was my rant. I have to do more cleaning now...

What a jackass. If he's any kind of "friend" Gustav, he'll bring a bottle next time he comes over (assuming you ever allow him to darken your doorstep again).

But the cheap bastard in me still says just cover the top of the bottle and put it in the fridge till later. If it won't fit put it in the backyard snow.

I poured it down the drain. He's actually a nice guy - I've eaten countless dinners at his place. He just doesn't have the best judgement when drunk.