So I hate New Years Eve. Partially because I'm a non-drinking shut in, and partially because I think fireworks are zzzzzzzzZZZZzzzZZz. Except now my brother is making me go to Sirius Cove Point with him, his fiancée, and some of her friends). Apparently you can't even see the bridge from that place. What's the point? Might as well walk outside my front door and look up.
It's not going to top last years NYE, which was spent by me in my room alone having a Mad Men marathon. Best NYE ever.
It's not going to top last years NYE, which was spent by me in my room alone having a Mad Men marathon. Best NYE ever.