*NEW YEAR'S UPDATE*
Baby New Year has gone to bed, followed closely by her mother and as soon as this glass is empty, her father. I may survive in a purely catatonic state to watch 12 year olds lipsync in sequined stripper outfits and Dick Clark drool on his microphone, but don't quiz me on it tomorrow morning.
(If you are still up, and for some reason reading this, I may have one more tidbit left for 2010, if youtube would hurry the hell up. It's nothing that can't wait, but I'd like to go out on somewhat of a high note. About 11 minutes remaining...)
(If you are still up, and for some reason reading this, I may have one more tidbit left for 2010, if youtube would hurry the hell up. It's nothing that can't wait, but I'd like to go out on somewhat of a high note. About 11 minutes remaining...)
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