what the hell happened to 2002?
January 02, 2003, 1:00 pm
Ah, New Year's Eve.
The one night a year where normally respectable people sink to the level of the drunken debauchery that is college life; the one evening a year that the phrase "So, I was really drunk..." doesn't sound horribly wrong from my lips. The one night a year, in keeping with tradition of this past year also, that I apparently have to hook up with just about everyone in sight. God, I love this country.
Happy 2003, everyone. May your year be filled with wonder, joy, and the occasional riproaring party...
email from Will on 01/01/2003:
Ya fucked him again, didn't ja?! ;-)
Happy New Year!
Considering that the only time I hook up with this guy is New Year's Eve, uh, yeah...