1. Started the new year off right with an especially sun-tanned Dick Clark countdown, sloppy champagne toast, ferocious dance party and, as is New Years tradition, a minor altercation involving 14 pairs of slippers and a digital photo frame.
2. Jan One I spent traveling back to DC via train with a killer hangover. Greg slept and I kept entertained by trying not to kill the guy talking real loud on his cell phone behind me.

3. Um wow, almost forgot the best part. I got me a cat! Ana and Scott...surrogate parents at large...gave me PJ Winkleman because I won him fair and square in a game of Texas Hold 'Em. However, I'm experiencing slight post partum depression as it is impossible not to remember what life was like before I had some feline peeing in my bed.
(and that's not actually Master Pee...thats a stock photo of some other cat)

a. blood, blood, blood, guns, door lock exploder, blood.
b. dead animal count: dogs- 2 cats- 0
c. Javier Bardem
d. cherry coke (better than I remember)
d. cherry coke (better than I remember)
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