The new year's party I went to was shut down by the po po about 20 minutes before midnight, which was MAYBE five minutes after we finally made our way up the stairs of a shady warehouse and paid cover. There was no champagne and there is no photographic evidence of my new year's eve getup (punk meets horseback rider), but the night was still fun and ended with a slice of broccoli pizza.
Hopefully 2009 involves more vacations, I think I'll make that my resolution. Always aiming high.
Happy New Year!
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