Hello 
I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.
Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...
Getting Off On The Right Foot
You know you've had a good night when you don't have a clue what town you've woken up in, and the rest of the day is spent listening to people telling you what/who you did/snogged/groped and not recalling any of it 
Happy New Year guys 
If the rest of the year pans out the same way as it's started, then I think it's going to be an interesting one.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go lie down. For a week.
Beki
Crimped
(via flickr.com/people/si08han) 
There may be some photos out there somewhere of me last night. But for now this'll have to do
Awesome, how long did that take to do, some pics showing your face as well would be nice though.
Your New Year seems to have been as good as mine, took me all New Years day of crawling in and out of bed to recover, Champagne breakfast at 10am in the morning didnt help much either. Cant say I remember a lot about the night so I'll sit back and wait for the stories as well. All the best for 2006 Im sure it'll be a good one
sounds like your new year was not unsimilar to mine. however if we had had a snog i am sure you would have remembered it.
LOL I was exaggerating somewhat when I said I couldn't remember anything 
so go on then, tell us what did happen... 
Yes, please do! And April, what about you? Was I hallucinating or were you at Revenge in Brighton last night? Upstairs, just after midnight, and disappearing into the night like a mysterious new year pixie?
Or was I just having a particularly good evening?
Jools
yes indeed that was me. i ended up downstairs listening to return of the incredible cheese. it was all very last minute (we only decided at 10pm to drive down to brighton). i do remember the vodka and power dancing with the sweaty gay boys and the confusing new year countdown. you should have grabbed me — but I think I was being very pixie like that evening...
I'm keeping schtum. Talk amongst yourselves you two — I'll be the trannie spraweld on the sofa trying to recover from a hangover the only way she knows how...
...by getting pissed
Ha! Knew it! I tried to grab you, honest I did! But I reckon you were doing your disappearing act into the sweaty melee. As soon as I fought my way over to where I'd spotted you, you'd gone -pouf! — like Cinderella's finery at midnight.
Or maybe if I'm honest it was also because my attention was being distracted by the dashing David of Clapham, appearing — aha — with his lovely boyfriend, of course. So sadly no new year snogs for poor Jools!
Doh!
Jools
You tipplers! I was driving and I didn't drink at all but it was all brilliant fun dancing in a kilt all night (a great icebreaker with all the women) — no hangover either.
Susan
Hey, I reckon Siobhan's got the right idea, you know. All of sudden I'm thinking that I've got enough stuff left in the fridge for maybe one more eensy-weensy chocolate martini — and the sugar's got to be a good idea for getting a hangover, right? Care to join me, Susan?
Jools
i am sworn off alcohol for the next two weeks, so mine's a green tea. and don't worry jools, you didn't miss much. i think alot of my finery did indeed disappear after midnight. :-/
Glad to hear that I'm not the only one who is sick as a dog and begging for relief!
Oh, I am so glad that I only do this to myself once a year! Happy New Year!
I only do this to myself once a year!
Speak for yourself
I do it often
Still didnt tell me how long it took to crimp your hair.
LOL — I think it took the good part of two hours
wow I believe it to, you did a good job anyway
That's the advantage of laptops, you can blog from your bed! As long as you have a nice mellow CD in anyway. Beck's always good.