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The Ball Drops Along With The Penny
Dec. 31st, 2006 03:00 pmNew Year's Eve, and I've resigned myself to staying home and nursing my headcold.
In fact, I'm inappropriately happy about staying home and nursing my headcold, because my last five New Years Eves' managed to suck in different but equal ways, and this one, at least, will suck privately.
( Just how much did they suck? )
So. The prospect of staying home tonight -- cuddled into the ugly souvenir white hoodie that I bought for my grade eight graduation (it was the early nineties! clothes were bad!), eating chocolate, drinking beer, and watching the ball drop -- seems like a step up.
I hope, however, o my flist, that you all have much more interesting evenings.
In fact, I'm inappropriately happy about staying home and nursing my headcold, because my last five New Years Eves' managed to suck in different but equal ways, and this one, at least, will suck privately.
( Just how much did they suck? )
So. The prospect of staying home tonight -- cuddled into the ugly souvenir white hoodie that I bought for my grade eight graduation (it was the early nineties! clothes were bad!), eating chocolate, drinking beer, and watching the ball drop -- seems like a step up.
I hope, however, o my flist, that you all have much more interesting evenings.