so this is the new year

happy 2011.

i wasn't at a party. i didn't have champagne. i didn't promise anybody anything. it wasn't the best night of the year. i hardly even stayed up until midnight. (well, i did, but i watched the fireworks in my undies in front of my bedroom window, escaping back to the warm covers after a few minutes when i got bored and cold.)

and i don't feel any different.