There was yet another successful furmeet at FurCentral last night. I think we ended up with around 30 people. I tried to pace myself with just beer so as not to get too messed up. Just before 12 I put on Nevada so that I could ring in the new year in fursuit. At the stroke of midnight I ran outside and danced in suit in the middle of the street. Somewhere in the neighborhood somebody started launching off some pretty high-dollar fireworks. I popped my top and enjoyed some champagne. I expected to crash soon after, but I managed to stay awake for almost another 3 hours thanks to a very murry furpile that developed in the guest bedroom. Another great way to welcome a new year! I'm feeling it this morning, however. Oh well. It's good practice for FC which is less than 2 weeks away!